All things I had to do, all words I had to say,
All dreams that were so real to come true,
They meant so much, but soon will fade away
At all, like mist, killed by one look of you.
You seem to be the vision of my own,
The fire, burning wildly, you can see,
So deeply hidden, but so definitely shown
The moment, when I look at you, you look at me.
The moment, when I clearly realize,
With you, for you – that’s how it all should be.
And, melting in the darkness of your eyes,
To know – for them I’’ll die, for them I want to live.