Pisma [English translation]

Do you hear my soul, it's crying like a musical string

you're gone, but it was too much

do you see my eyes, the tears are falling like rain

you were here, but now you're gone

And the letters that I'm writing

have no address

they just go in a circle

and I send them back to myself

And my hands sometimes

start writing themselves

but then everything tumbles down all over again

and disappears in just a moment

Do you hear my soul, it's crying like a musical string

you're gone, but it was too much

do you see my eyes, the tears are falling like rain

they're crying for you, 'cause you're gone