I'm far away in forest thicket,
Where last time we met.
Clouds are gathering calling for storm,
And the trees around me turn into dead stones.
The forest appears to be quiet.
Who am I? But the answer will be too late. 

Without you I can not live, without you.
But with you I'm lonely… Without you.
Without you the world is boring, without you.
Time stands still forever, without you.  

To the ground the branches grimly bend.
They pull me back with their stretching hands.
Atmosphere of the forest taught me to hate.
Who am I? But the answer will be too late.  

Without you I can not live, without you.
But with you I'm lonely… Without you.
Without you the world is boring, without you.
Time stands still forever, without you.  

Atmosphere of the forest taught me to hate.
Who am I? But the answer will be too late.  

Without you I can not live, without you.
But with you I'm lonely… Without you.
Without you the world is boring, without you.
Time stands still forever, without you...