She was made from the air and ice
That you can hardly touch her
And her transparent eyes didn't reflect me

separation wall rises till the stars
And flies with me

If your angels would left me there,
There is only a thread holds me in a silent emptiness
If your angels would be able to tell once
It doesn’t matter how many moons to be called, I'll be waiting

To another sky, slightly
Like paging through the days
And the trace was loosing in the sand
And the ice was melting in the heart