I was waiting for you all those years,
Living in seclusion...
In crystal drops of my tears
I'm seeking just your reflection...
I'm walking alone
In dark empty lanes...
Believe me, I know I was never perfect,
I wasn't the one who you wanted to see...
This open book without an ending
Is everything my life reminds of...
Raindrops,
Quietly falling from skies...
I met you when I was half-way to nowhere;
I followed my heart, and I was not mistaken...
You're still the song that sounds in my soul,
You're still a dream, so far, no longer real...
The minutes of longing are turning to days,
The rain has entwined with her tears...
She's sitting beside the window
And watching the falling rain...
"Me, love and you... Three halves of...
If one is missing, everything is clear."...
My days remind me of the endless autumn rain,
The fascinating, charming melancholy...