Where are my eyes? 
Where is my lips?
Why is here a place 
cold darkness here? 

There are children playing 
in a mirror. 
Laughter does not leave under the labyrinth

Red blood gets my body wet. 
And who is killing me?

Where is my hair? 
Where is my foot? 
Why is here a place cold darkness here? 

Want to feel warmth of 
skin gets wet as having got wet
and rain.
And who is killing me?

There are children playing in a mirror.
Laughter does not leave labyrinth
to stroll ah...
Around the World
Around the World 
Cry. 

Where is my eyes? 
Where is my lips?
Why is here a place cold darkness here?

Want to feel warmth of 
skin gets wet as having got wet 
and rain.
And who is killing me?