Once a friend died
I cried and I cried
Such a great pain
My heart's well drained
None has equaled since then
And free of tears I have been

The sweet kiss of the young sun
And a bitter embrace
Begin another day.
Do people still die in the cold?
Trains and warm cars keep it at bay.
Could one bewitched by this light
Receive its kisses
While losing his life?
The universe giveth and taketh away.