Who you can come back to
if it doesnt make happy anybody anymore
you look some other people
and the time is passing, without asking about pain
What you can be proud of
if nobody remembers you anymore
you live while others remember you
and the time is passing, and dont ask about pain
Chorus:
dont cry
all the wishes that you said in midnight look after me
and on sunday, when you pray
open the windows and say only 'good night'