2 July 2012
Burn me, untill my feet turn to sand
And my ashes can fall over sea and land
For i am a wanderer, without solice or keep
And for you my love my soul shall weep
Forgetting the tide and changing of moon
Like unrepenting night on darkend land loom
My soul remaims barren and malnourished in plight
And like the dream that you are it ends with the night
Sin gle • Opuss № I