Time for those wounds to mend
Where is all that fear-hiding?
Let the time be, and for it to bend
Why must we be in a massive quarrel?
She started to flee;
We began to run
Why oh why must it be after me?
Fate himself released a gun

The path itself unfolded
To the dismay of our human hearts
The knots of life once again, reholded
What has erased those starts?

Unexpected happenings in the light
Now is best to face life,
and take our last flight.