I love my whisper as fresh gale 
I love the call of my fate 

This time wreath of stars is in my sky 
Where is the key to insight 

What a day we’ll miss forever 
What a day... 
What a night will spoil it for us? 
In vain... 

Heavenly bodies get older 
Ashes and dust dry my skin 
Signs - overflow stone surfaces 
Please, Invite us in 

What a day we've missed forever 
What a day will ever shelter us again 
What a night had spoiled it and why 
After all we let [bad word]