I wake up, it's dark It's cold, but I'm not freezing I don't know where I am, don't know how I came here I try to get up, but I'm paralyzed The last snow is melting, it's march It's always cold in march, isn't it? I'm trying hard to remember What happened yesterday, or was it the day before I see blood beside me and on my hands I see your face It's raining heavier and life is coming back to my body I try to find the moon, but it's too cloudy I try to move - and I can move I try to make out where I am There's a lake with silent waves and there are trees I see your body with dislocated limbs And I see your face "My shivering hands vainly try to touch your face Something holds me back approaching your face..." Your eyes are open, are you crying? But these tears are rainwater filling your eyes You don't move, you don't answer, you don't react at all It smells like burnt rubber, I see a car And I remember it was ours And now the fog is clearing Very slowly I begin to understand Begin to understand We wanted to end our lives Of sorrows and agony We wanted to escape And now you're dead Now you're dead and I'm alive Why do I live when you're dead Why should I live when you're dead