And the next day comes
from the window veiled i see a veiled day
I wake up, eyes stripped
The only thing I see is this ugly sun
Lights glow again, whispers the same word
Embrace the shouts - aimlessly
And I think of one memory
Which solidifies in my mind like a silent dream
Knocks and squanders on anything it sounds
Filip forget, already finish your torment
He explains and tells you how you have to wake up
You do not forget when you need to?
Without thinking it's act, so I immediately rise
I get dressed, I wash, everyday mode cycle
The rhythm of the day that creates people
To work and school so for them having a hard  time
An hour passes in school magic
Among the students science brilliance is needed
Where to find it you ask, the eternal question
Nobody knows where the soil is, so go out and..


I go so I go among scattered unfulfilled dreams
Of those that have showered through developments
Suddenly, out of nowhere I am
With a person known to me a little like one of these ladies
And when we stand alone
Sound wobbles, the sound lost in March
Lyrical gift for suffering soul
That stops time
Her lips fall those words..

Hold me
splits half of my heart
What shall I do, I know what your heart wants to do
So I am doing it and suddenly again this word - hold me
She embraces her despair inside
Hug so tenderly
And as I am hugging her
suddenly somewhere in the heart feels
Inspiration, like a moment told to immortalize this moment
How to answer it, if you lost the argument


Is that enough is enough and that to understand?
Not unless you do something you have not to forget
This time, that evening, that moment flirtatious
I give her a kiss her, herself, itself a solitary
I'm leaving, Snappin and disappear like a magician
Leaving her memory, like a great tragedian
I put on headphones and already sitting on the bench
I am listening to music, looking for something, someone executioner?
Someone could, somebody is that someone asked her such pain
Nobody itself is that sad,
not like her


I'm going home, I sit at the desk
Expecting a strong drink
I heard only vibrations among my gear
I look and I see, guess who writes
She already miss me, wants to make a retreat
So I write with her, writing fondly
Words fall down, they multiply like beehives
It is nice like a fairy tale, please last this forever
Someone wrote a fairy tale, but life is present
Inclined to believe, however, healthy thinking
I have to wait to see, if she will certainly
Be this only one, my eternal princess