Summery evening
Holds in its arms
A woman
In her cardigan
Sharp features
Dark curly hair
In a ponytail
I am missing
My skin felt it just now
Intertwining us
I'm not afraid
I'm ready to war
If that's what it takes to touch you
Woman without history
Girl without a past
How do you left your shoes to the hall
Woman without history
Girl without a past
Is your counterpane with its threads
Full of marks about the past
A glowing evening
Breaths with small pulses
Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth
To your face
The movement of your arm
The shades of your looks
I notice every one of them
Woman without history
Girl without a past
Do you preserve your diaries
Woman without history
Girl without a past
Do you get gifts from your brother
Or are you only child in your family
Do you have dreaming places
Where you go at night
When you cannot sleep
Do you love mornings
Or the gleam of the sunset
When the purple sky flattens
Woman without history
Girl without a past
Will your hair grey when you get old
Woman without history
Girl without a past
Can I comb them then
Woman without history
Girl without a past
Woman without history