I still see the light… So far away… I still wait for something… Somebody maybe comes… The sounds are so hollow But I still hear the song… The hope croons Some sorrowful melody Somewhere, far away… The door in front of me
With the key in my hand I oldgrew my cold prison My hindrance is my body And now onto the ruins Throwing of the heavy yoke I paint with my blood This sorrowful elegy Somewhere, far away Far away from me…