I feel like my body and clothes are dusty
I feel like my future and past are dirty
I feel like my beard is now like rust
How is it possible that you can know,
how i am burning
I was like a sapling, now i am withered
I was like storm, now i stoped blowing
Now i am tired, very tired
How is it possible that you can know
what i passed through
I broked walls of stone
I moved out iron
I ruined my life and now i am here
How is it possible that you can know
why i escaped from my own life
In the sky a star is going off now
My mother is searching for me now
I have a lover and she is bleeding now
But how is it possible that you can know
why i am drinking...
I was like a lake of water, now one of blood
I am like a 'han' next to the road
I made mistakes and now i am burning
how is it possible that you can know
why i am not talking
I left a tear behind me
I left a crying wife
I left my left side empty hey
How is it possible that you can know
why i am so angry... ( at everyone/world)