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I'm lying on my stomach on hot concrete,

mourning is just a faraway sound,

a vein is pulsating slowly,

fever blazes up qiuetly.

Smooth palm touches my back,

Ohh, only the wind plays.

I know, you are far away..

All your whispered words are alive in me.

Trees groan the smell of dead flowers

and the landscape shatters,

SOMETHING HAS ENDED, SOMETHING HURTS.

As the night grows above me..

Desire doesn't let me dream.

If i close my tired eyes

your glance beats my face.

The fire of your eyes makes me go blind,

But the Sun will rise again..

I'm nothing without you