In silent rooms my isolated heaven,
Deep down beneath this bright and heavy world,
Keeps dreams of life apart from any sorrow,
And spirit of that constant undemanding grief.

I know the truth,
the reasons of this penalty,
Because I’m not the part, I am the heart of it.
They say there is a man who follows every motion
Of you
and keeps you far away from pain and sweet deceit.

I know the power that reveals the tears of laughter,
Brings joy and happiness,
but suddenly
turns off the lights.
I saw him –
Him, who always makes me suffer,
Calls in the dark
and doesn’t let me sleep at nights.