He walked along the shores of the lake Alone and empty, he looked at us His eyes could not hide the pain Believing lies so as not to kill himself He sustained himself with false hopes Believing lies so as not to kill himself For him, it was always better to see the problems than to deceive himself with false hopes The gaps in his heart were never filled He walked across the lake, with his empty eyes, he watched us Thirsting for some company, he got himself into precipices He knew he'd never find anyone, so he hid himself, with his loneliness