Tiptoe to my nights
with tender steps
Unlock the windows open
Guide my thoughts to where they belong

Sing me a lullaby of your presence
On a moonlight night in September
the warm light falls upon her window
your shadow twinkling over
breathing her in
ethereally
The moon once watched melancholy


- Moza

Feels too much,
Very easily it becomes someone else's heart,
And that feeling ,
Feels me to hard.
They find true hearts,
And happiness in little things,
But when you get attached easily,
You feel too much.

One day they hurt your heart,
And you will find yourself through apart,
But you will not be able to get away from there,
You want step back to stop being hurt,
And that feeling to much,
You feels too much.

Today ,
how many days later I am here in the open air,
Even today the wind is moving as fast,
And different glow in the fragrance of flowers,
But someone else is the reason for coming here,
Some other reason for happiness,
someone else in my prayers
somewhere,
These winds still ache,
The heart wants to be lost somewhere in these winds,
And then I don't even want to come back..

Don't know why i am wrong every time,
Don't know why it happens to me every time,
Don't know why sometimes life is so hard,
Don't know why I feel alone,
Don't know why pain is my friend,
Don't know why darkness is always together,
Don't know why it never ends what I want to say .