Soon the winter will open cold eyes,
Your deceit was against maybe spies,
In the place where all thoughts are born
I will take several roses with thorns
I'll tear off all these thorns to burn off,
Crying girl is my hope, standoff,
Time is river that's flowing through veins,
Veins of future... Our future... no plans
Seven strings of guitar are as way
That is leading through night if you say
Soon the winter will open cold eyes,
But my hope will see maybe skies
Eyes of hope saw night and were blind,
Eyes of hope saw day and got mind,
Are they deep as the ocean of love?
Are they burning as fire through heart?
Are they opened so childly and wide?
Are they closing afraid to be blind?
Wash me, Sunny, with water of light,
Heart of fox can be biggest and kind,
Eyes of hope will get angeleyes,
Soon the winter will open cold eyes...
But my hope will see maybe skies...