Reflections-sounds, lips and palms
Loneliness-dreams, parents and Gods

Slips-pains, people with shames
Ruins-homes, fools and games

If you believe, that it‘s too late

She wins again what to do
While the winter falling
Loneliness-beside you
When your heart is calling

Love-pins, blood and screams
Shapes-wins, gold, it stinks

If you believe, that it‘s too late

She wins again what to do
While the winter falling
Loneliness-beside you
When your heart is calling