Out of the dawn of the eternal fade
In which everything comes to,
A stroke of our lives
Out of the dawn, the sun strikes pale..
From where nothing has crossed for a while,
Nothing from what has lapsed
I wish for once in life that you
To raise above up high .
And if the eyes i once have loved
Will not be filled by light,
You'll quietly to look at me
With your consumed lights.
And if the voice i once have loved
A word will speak no more,
I'll understand you kept have called
For me, beyond the grave .
