Nothing, no [bad word] from the phone 
Nobody at the door 
Head on my knees, the fright now increase, I’m still waiting

It seems to be young 
It seems to be gone 
And I calling her name

I’m falling on the ground, the emotion is so strong 
Why are you gone? 
Regrets ant [bad word] into my head and I pray

It seems to be young 
It seems to be gone 
It seems to be young 
And now I’m calling her name

In the air, I feel the wind which carries the angels 
Those memories can remain ‘till the end 
In the air, I feel the sun, the rising sun, the sound of a prayer

Wordless in front of the voice who said to me that 
I’ll never see you again 
Behind my tears, the sound is clear breaking the light in my head

And now I remember 
And now I’m calling her name

In the air, I feel the hope, I feel the wind…