He's alive when half his heart is with her
He's alive, waiting for her
He's alive, but he's missing life
And the memories do not leave him alone
He's alive
Between confusion embracing longing
And a sad heart
among pains that cannot be forgotten
I wish to see her
Even if I will see her by chance from afar
Even if I saw her, she would definitely not see me
I won't call
I won't run to her
It will be enough for me just to see her from afar
The most difficult thing
is when something used to be in your hands
When something used to be all yours
And suddenly its existence becomes an absolute impossibility
Everything about it
becomes forbidden to you