I want to harvest all your misery
In a tiny glass bottle...
Success
perseverance, motivation...
Plush,
white fur...
You are the only one for me
I know it...
He died a long time ago
from the constant calmness...
My heart
unheard, my intentions...
Rain
dreary, bleak...
Here he sits not daring to look
he's just busy reading his book...
There was a little girl
she had a little dream...
Do you understand how people say they are your...
Do you understand how people say they love you...
Dreaming,
says my mind...
My face is pale,
my body is weak...