With you tasku is wanted by me to divide.So difficultly to live one of me...To live wherein you are stranger among stranger.So difficultly to save the soul.Only emptiness by fog concealed the world wings of industry.Take me, take!В your hands will take wind as a foolish moth on flame.To burn out in the rays of love dream...But a faith in flame is so thin...One hope and fate remained in life for me!!
