Sadness, stop for a minute, wait for a while
at least to drink my coffee
to wash with cold water
to open my eyes
to rest from last night
Again for some time
it sense on troubles
bad dreams are torturing me
the yellow trolley is sleeping
there are no alive people
the bad news are waking me up
Stop for a minute sadness, wait for a while
at least to drink my coffee
to wash with cold water
to open my eyes
to rest from last night
And when I will come to myself
just go ahead, strike
whisper, whisper to me so that I know
why the daybreak
ruins all of the new relationships, it ruins them
I'm felling so sleepy
my head is indistinct
I still balance to the backwards (to the side of the past)
my blood pressure is falling down
rain under the city
I'm (I feel like) stretching from you