when i cry it doesn't matter
kiss the finger of the rain

when my thoghts
about it shatter 
i wish I could see you again

when your skin shines with
a bright glint
kiss the broad face of the sun

when I'm sure there 
was no hint
don't let me know 
if you are gone

you reflect the reality 
the world listens to you

and it doesn't mean anything
i don't long for your [bad word] 
when you laugh i should
not care
kiss the dirty
tear-soaked ground

when you are not there
i feell you all around

you reflect the reality 
the world listens to you

and it doesn't mean anything
i dont long for your [bad word] 
fragile glass
and the result must be
destroy

you reflect the reality 
the world listens to you

spring is silver
the autumn gold
but your colour remains
cold