Forgotten or forgiven?
Today he is bored to death with plays words, he is so bored
Anxious or hopeless?
With every moving of the minute-hand it only becomes more degraded
What is reality? What is dream?
How did simple truth change so much
In the end the light is always turned off
And how difficult it is for you to make choice in darkness
He walks in front of you
Together with the day
When everything around begins to waste away
He ran in hurry to adorn your gardens
His life is connected with yours, oh beloved
Awake or exactly asleep?
It depends on what is important, everything depends on certain time
Pure drunkard or tipsy king?
This jug is empty, how you are still amazed by its colour
In the end the light is always turned off...
What is already forgotten
The wind will blow it away like this
It'll walk between world and emptiness
When the devils come, they rush in with crash
They yell, sometimes to him, sometimes to you
What is already forgotten
The wind will blow it away like this
It'll walk between world and emptiness
Tonight angels will descend
Be silent, they are approaching you
Trying to listen to you a little
To listen to you again,
Just to listen to you
Oh beloved