Something still inside me,
ı think it's a hope, it says that.
don't give up to me, I'm quiet.
at distances,
A voice that getting hoarseing says me don't give up.
I'm listening
In a dream, heavily and quietly
I'm walking on the slim piece of ice
barriers in front of me, my eyes are mesmerised
I'm walking through blames
how far will life demolish, break us,
bring us down and throw us away?
how far will my heart go bump and stop,
believe and forget?