I'm chasing the Sun in my Soul.
Now it's gloomy and dark.
I've walked much, seen quite a lot
but new era has't begun.
My eyes - hollow, no life in my lips.
there's little that brings me a smile.
I search for some calmness and peace.
but yet I have found desire.
I hear a whisper inside,
it tells me - forget of your illness.
there's plenty of kindness around.
your path goes on, isn't finished.