Who am I, where am I
Who am I
For you, for myself
The celestial rest is little
A big city fell
Not with you, not with me
I'm free, your angel
I'm not you, you aren't me
In your body there's my pain
In a botomless cup I burned your dreams
The ballet is over, the entire hall is killed
The cry, the cry - it's your time
The cry, the cry will come soon
The cry, the cry - I'll pull out my heart
The cry, the cry - die, you bitch.