The Line

       Any road has its' beginning and it has the end,-
       That's the fate's demand,
       That's the Saviour hand.
       And the ball of cords will knit into the strongest bent,
       And you'll go away, my hearty friend.
       So I draw and draw the line for threads of love has cut,
       And I put to death my broken heart.

       Chorus:
       Go away! Go away!
       Let will be the rainy day,
       And the darkness cover all celestial world.
       Go away! Go away!
       Noone knows who will be stay,
       But I draw the line for all my previous hold.

       Maybe you can see, my friend, how often stars fall down,
       And the speedy trains crash, and big ships drown.
       Even water turns into the sand, the cloud of stone,
       Cities disappear underground.
       So I draw and draw the line for threads of love has cut,
       And I put to death my broken heart.

       Chorus.