Word by word, how many things can be put in there
There used to be two doves, now there are two white crows
Moon made of glass fell asleep in the eye
Together with your false tears
And when silence begins and our madness stops
Like a dog I sit on my tail and lick my wounds
Dawn waits for the rhythm of my steps
By Saint Francis
If I could only find my shoes, the darkness is to thick
For me to be able to forget the words which hurt me
And to go run out to get some air
You know me well, and that I won't say a word
That nothing ever offended me like your lie
That happiness closed it's shutters for us
That a sea storm threatens us
And my cry tears up the sky - I will love you forever