The train has gone,
Salting of the turquoise eyes,
And wet with an umbrella – that's me,
And you, there behind the windowpane, you leave me
Forever.
Together with you the dream is leaving,
The words stay with me,
That I became so weak
I want into your eyes!
Whom could I tell
About that I am not me
Four days already,
But you didn't guess,
You didn't learn to know anyway,
And the train was going
Further away and away...
Everyone said:
“You'll forget, you'll be yourself again,
And someone with another name
Will open the whole world felt
And warmth for you!“
But all these are hollow words,
I don't listen, I don't want, I cannot!
I should only come close and tell him, how
I want into your eyes!
Whom could I tell
About that I am not me
Four days already,
But you didn't guess,
You didn't learn to know anyway,
And the train was going
Further away and away...