I am to save myself from your speech
I would be whole
For a year of insults
I would not make up a price
Burn
Bridges burn
And (there are) seas of tears
Yet know
This is the game I play
Less to say
More to realize
I am to save from your arrows
at least the body
driven under ice
Not finding
my self
It hurts
Just how it hurts
And blood sizzles
And the daughter is further not asleep
Less to say
More to realize
I cried a bit and again
the violet flushed with flowers
The day was shining bright
with mysterious signs
A young mother and a little one in love
In the kitchen were equally crying
Outside is night
Grey everything the morning made
Finding new
light
I should be
The face
wash off with rain
What else?
Donate to your heart
Under the raincoat
Less to say
More faith
I cried a bit and again
the violet flushed with flowers
The day was shining bright
with mysterious signs
A young mother and a little one in love
In the kitchen were equally crying