It was dark and all colors turned into black 
I was sitting alone in the park 
Just old ladies were arguing somewhere around, that was all. 
The church was near, but I didn't want to pray 
I'd much rather talk to the ghosts 
But if you would be here I imagine what I could say. 

Then I felt the touch of something and raised up my head 
There was no one - just me and the moon 
Blood was pumping in my veins but I still couldn't see what it was 
Give a sign, give a sign, don't let me be blind
I've been waiting for you all my life 
Are you here then I asked, and she answered - Yes, I am 

Can you tell, can you tell what is my mission?
To find my love and lose ambitions? 
Can you tell, can you tell what is my mission? 

Can you tell, can you tell what is my mission? 
To love my friends without suspicion? 
Can you tell, can you tell what is my mission?