Yara [English translation]

There are blind points in every love

Human is born with this guilt and does not die with it

Where the webs still remain

With this little child till the eternity of life

Who will take your hand again?

This wound becomes a dream which makes your inner bleed

This time it becomes a women

Who tells the death

In the end of the fairytale about her love

Sometimes the rose doesn't speak, is mute

The leaf shivers with pain, the thought burns

Where in this nice sleep the sorrow

Grows into the eternity of the spell