To an end has the carnival gone,
To the night can approach sleeping dawn,
There's attraction in laugh of the moon,
Tipsy walls have become silent soon.
Darkness' sight's celebrating its force,
And the way of the star's in divorce
With the power of born heaven dream
Which is wearing the cloth of the steam.
Full of life cannot sleep Universe
And must govern the world as a nurse,
When the song in the garden, like ray,
Lead the whispering clouds the way.
Who can tell like the sun us about
During days calling souls are aloud,
Lonely meaning of spending the years
Which are waiting for whitening fears.
Now I know it's not easy to speak,
Some strange things in my heart are not weak,
There's a place for existence day bold,
Which invented the dream of a gold.
A new day's sort of love smiles to all,
And sad shadows can rescue a ball
To combine lonely thoughts of a night
And to notice the Earth in its light!
15th of December in 2002