Waking she did not burst into tears as she frequently did
She had woken up with a presentisment
That today at least something was going to happen
She kept the feeling warm, afraid that it might leave her
“I believe it”, whispered she, solemnly
solemnly...

She looked around but the world was lifeless and miserable
Joyless, beggarly, half naked trees
Not a breath of wind, not a cloud, not a living soul
She looked around but the world was lifeless and miserable
Joyless, beggarly, half naked trees
Not a breath of wind, not a cloud, not a living soul
In short: [bad word] In short: [bad word] In short: [bad word] In short: [bad word] 
Waking she did not burst into tears as she frequently did
She had woken up with a presentisment
That today at least something was going to happen
She kept the feeling warm, afraid that it might leave her
“I believe it”, whispered she, solemnly
solemnly...

She looked around but the world was lifeless and miserable
Joyless, beggarly, half naked trees
Not a breath of wind, not a cloud, not a living soul
She looked around but the world was lifeless and miserable
Joyless, beggarly, half naked trees
Not a breath of wind, not a cloud, not a living soul
In short: [bad word] In short: [bad word] In short: [bad word] In short: [bad word]