I know some places that take my breath away
and be sure, for them you cannot find space in your heart
for a while one loses the last she has
and returns to prayers only when the darkness sings to her
so music play, so I am not alone
just me and darkness, me and the painful darkness
the flame goes out
inside us is no more
no strength left in us
we are defeated
to the empty bottles of wine
I give a short writing
how the story ends, how it began
no more will I change a thing
on the window frame sadness lies down, how long does he want to sleep here
on the window frame sadness lies down
a torn out sheet from memory
never to read to glue back in
there would be no melt without winter
and in the prayers of my desires
to see mother's eyes
so music play, how she played to me
til darkness fell, the painful darkness fell
through the memory you revive
no more will I change a thing
in the grey hall singing dies down
there is no-one here
just in the empty bottle of wine
longer the writing is hidden
how the story ends, how it began
no-one knows anymore
on the window frame sadness lies down, how long does it want to sleep here
on the window frame sadness lies down and I rock him