I write your name in the snow While I burn your kisses in the bonfire Your lover has still not awakened From her bygone dream Ephemeral lives Reflected in a past that doesn't exist here Anguish of a time that passed but never existed The solitude of the eternal quest I want to burn my rosary Which doesn't exist here And burn your drawings To be remembered in the future That doesn't exist here… Silence While I write your name in the snow While I see your face reflected in the stars While I try to cry Tomorrow, maybe? The snow could have melted The bonfire could be extinguished And I could be awakened to the past, present and future That do exist here… Silence While I write your name in the snow While I see your face reflected in the stars While I try to cry I want to burn my rosary Which doesn't exist here And burn your drawings To be remembered in the future That doesn't exist here… Silence While I write your name in the snow While I see your face reflected in the stars While I try to cry