The Request

Rock me - in sound which alleviate the pain

- In sound that drifts like a cloud

In the sky among bright stars

Whose sheen will grasp fear

I feel it!

It leaves sing in my made of clay body

- It is fragile although hard

I feel it!

Somewhere it takes breath, servers the air

Help me to comprehend the void

That's hidden in the interior of stones

This is time that brought about covering my eyes with

chill

I see colours no more

He is the abyss of thousand dreams

He makes me cry

I feel him!

He sings to me again