Cherry and red wine
near mountains, under the sky
life is brighter but not kinder somehow
under this tiny blueness
I write down my feelings
may it reach to the seventh sky
O dear whoever you are
you should know that
I need her
I need her more than the earth needs the sun
since the day my hands touched hers
I'm still drunk somehow

love is suffering I confess
it never meant happiness and that's the way it is
but I would choose suffering over happiness
because through hell
I will find my heaven
through hell
I will find my heaven
and I will find her.