Knitting loneliness
With permanent bitter thoughts
Confined in great broad space
I know sorrows by heart in silence to face

Suffocated dreams, losses and the most sad penury
Through such aching coldness
Dawn tries to cheer up such vanished heart
And without humor, beating alone in the dark

Waterfall pours with all its strength
The fallen soul to get up, now standing up
Cristall and pure breaks the dark and heavy spell
Floating, returning to the world, the soul appreciates it well