Empty

Катрин Глазкова
A send wild wind comes through my heart.
It bring me pain, it make me understanding:
Love always die, if nothing could be birn,
It always gone, if nobody is chenging.

Drive in my soul around serface side:
You'll find a cool, a dust and fields of empty.
It's land of loss and you just waste the time -
All feelings die and all illusions browken...