Sunrise at the 6.18,
I'm here and wating,
Don't know for what,
Doesn't matter a lot.

Waiting for her,
At the top of the street,
It's time she's coming home,
Hoping i'll see her

And here she's,
I saw her,
How beautiful she's,
Hairs like waterfall,
Eyes looking like marble,
I can't walk to her,
I couldn't.
I'm afraid.
I'm not brave.