Music: Aneta Langerová
Text: Aneta Langerová
I know few places, of which my breath conceals
and be sure that you won't find the place for them in your heart
the person sometimes loses the last things what he has
and he will return to prayer till the dark sings for him
So, music, let's play, may I'm not alone here
just me and darkness, just me and achy darkness
The flame is going out of light
isn't in us anymore
even the strenght hasn't remained
we are butchered
to empty bottles of wine
i will put short message
how the story ends, how it started
I can't change anything
To window frame, sadness is going to lay, how long does it want to sleep here?
To window frame, sadness is going to lay
Jerk letter from memory
Never read, do not paste it again!
there wouldn't be thaw without coldness
and in prayers of my desires
notice my mum's eyes
So, music, let's play like my mum has done
until began the darkness, the achy darkness began
You revive with memory
I can't change anything
In gray hall, the singing is fading
Nobody is here
just in empty bottle of wine
is the message hidding farther
how the story ends, how it started
Nobody knows anymore
To window frame, sadness is going to lay, how long does it want to sleep here?
To window frame, I'm waddling it.