IWASWAITINGINVAIN
The leaves are falling from the trees when the winter comes
They fall to the ground and they vanish away like i wanted to do that night
I sat on the floor and I thought to myself will you ever come
Now I know that I was waiting in vain
I walked to the lake where we used to stay and I dug my grave
I looked at the moon and I thought to myself
'This is the end'
Then my vain started burningand my heart started beating
then I felt one thing
I felt that you were coming up to me