Innocent dreaming
a smile on her face...

Life is smiling
laughing, crying...

I would take your hand,
put a blindfold on your eyes...

Soft white feather
dropped from the skies...

I started laughing
and I burst to weep...

Nothing beautiful
publicly disgraced is she...

From ashes to ashes
from soul to soul...

To trust or not to trust
to believe or not to be believe...

I am searching for euphoria
State closely related to pleasure...

Your little sweetheart
warm sunshine on your face...

One small moment
the bomb exploded...

Tears like bright pearls
falling down from sky...