Even those last illusions Are falling like exhausted bricks The image of your hair is making for bore While worry is fading away Here comes a storm Sweeping away this last deep night Sexes still move Bodies still move To reconstruct all what has been My life is like a child's Feeling in advanced when d**h comes to him I feel time is just running out And a raindrop falls on my thoughts Stars enjoy flying away But they don't know Later they'll get forever dead