Autumn depression, willing desire,
I don't sleep anymore; I'm so tired.
Warm autumn left the sity,
Leaving me and radioactivity.
I breathe the cold air,
I'm dying from a simple world.
I'm just someone's slave,
Who has lost the essence of the world.
Black and beautiful sea,
Stretched along the coast,
I'm lonely and very sad,
And I'm just lost.
We spoke different languages,
But we still understood each other.
Of all the beauties of this world,
I most liked being your lover.