There is a black bird
Lonely on the roof.
There is a stone
Weighing down my heart!
There is a feeling
Cold as winter night.
There is a drop of snow
Falling softly in my mind!
There is memory
Refusing to fade;
Restless all the days,
Sleepless all the nights.
There is a far place
Where I want to go,
But there is a pride,
Which stops me from doing so...
Mnchen '79
If Only There Isn't