In the cinema hall
We are watching the film,
In love story we fall,
Recollections are dim.
The hotel in New York
Makes our welcome so hearty
And it’s pleasant to talk
And to point to the light in.
And this autumn with fortune
Makes the couple apart
By the hand of the torch and
To the end comes the smart.
And the distance returns
And obsession’s away
And the love story’s term
Can be back by no way.
We are now in the room
We aren’t ready to speak
And our feelings in gloom
Will be going to live.
Only game with the words
Can surround us both
To replace with the chords
The best love in its growth.
In the cinema hall
We are present again
But some perfect recall
Cannot fully remain.
25th of December in 2004