Shadow covers my head
A photo lies in the hand
The beautiful past is gone
only a smile remained for me
Moonlight slides through the window
Pictures on the wall
The scenes are obscure
it reflects from the past
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Shadow covers my head
A photo lies in the hand
Today is that tomorrow
when I'll die alive
The floor is crackling
and the butterflies are here
Only one is missing
Where can he be late so much?
The child that you're waiting for
never comes back
He's dead...