In each timeless song, water has fallen over the ice
Under each joke, hidden is a lion
Smelled a wolf, warming up the street
Cannot love, what if we die.
Once a fairy tale, has immediately fallen to earth
In front of glass, irritated is the day, and you have set off
Beauty was leaking from the glance
Now burn with the longing for which you have filled the emptiness
Burn with the traces of a man
Yellow is the word of wind
Take the rain, hurt for the sun
In our chests, lots of pain