Even those last illusions
Are falling like exhausted bricks
The image of your hair is making for bore
While worry is fading away
Here comes a storm
Sweeping away this last deep night
Sexes still move
Bodies still move
To reconstruct all what has been
My life is like a child's
Feeling in advanced when d**h comes to him
I feel time is just running out
And a raindrop falls on my thoughts
Stars enjoy flying away
But they don't know
Later they'll get forever dead