May the nights be clear.
When the lights went out.
She wore red,
Not knowing what love was
"And everyone will be paid for everything"
She hear it not for the first time.
She seems to look young
in a red, shiny dress.
She’d like just one thing:
Not to think about the bad.
She wore white
To meet her future love.
"And everyone will be paid for everything"
She can hear it endlessly.
She will be in a white dress
Without the golden ring.
Her soul is forgiven,
Let's scare the crows.
She wore black
Even before the funeral.
"And everyone will be paid for everything"
She heard it every time.
For she will laugh for a show.
Wearing a black dress.
But when she wore pink,
She did not hear anything, the world was silent.
Find your own colour, if you could there is colour of love, for you.
