The lead sky prepares rain of sadness
Restless hands are shadows without dreams
You are not at this table anymore
And we still didn't drink this glass 'til the bottom.
Flowers in the vase, smells of your body
Wherever I go I can fell it
In vain waits my white bed
When you are gone I can't sleep tight.
It's the end of our love
The other man stole you from me
It's the end of our love
This heart has no hope anymore
Dead flowers, empty table
You brought me pain
Mute sky, empty flat
You took my light away
You poured fake gloss
It's the end of our love
I grabbed with my love for you
Gentle fortress fulfilled with worm dreams
I wanted To spend in it years and hours
kissing you.