I have seen the cities,
Where sleep is like the pity.
I have heard the names,
They were burned in flames.
There’s only fear in the sleep.
And loneliness in the deep.
There’re dreams like dust.
Everything in the rust.
But… Wait near …
Do you hear?
There, among the storm or
You are looking for…
It's happy gong.
Like spring song.
Two people are in desire
For love in fire.
I have seen the cities,
Hearts are beating so pretty
I have heard the names,
They filled all aims