The cat was sitting near house…
And looked by her so magic eyes…
And in these eyes was so much sadness…
Which was so bright in light of stars…
She looked at me so long with kindness…
And I was so sorry her…
She softly came to me in darkness…
In place where nobody was anymore…
In her big eyes I saw my feelings…
In sadness – all my empty life…
In her big eyes were tears… so tragic…
I saw in its my pain tonight…
The cat was dead behind the house…
Her head was on the cold stone…
But she was not a cat… I knew it…
It was my poor, lost soul…