1) I´m in dark room and I think what is my doom. Nobody´s here with me. Just flames in a stove, the fire doesn´t know who I want to see.
I´m so sad, my face is red and hot like the stove, nobody´s here, my heart is crying for love.
2) It´s long, black night, the stars are light, moon is shining above our town. I´ve heard the sound – it´s from the sky, one of stars is falling down.
I need a help, I ask my self: ,, Why do you like him? ,,. The answer is – I´m waiting for he´ll tell me ,, please … ,,.