I speak to the upset time

It closes the eyes of people and of everything

All that is just a dream

And I want to think about the time when I was awake

 

Me, you, and our old faded words

Dusts, which have looked back to their unpleasant memories

Become rubbish

Before like after there will be nothing

 

Holy fallin'

The wind which sinks under my feet take away with it the sand

Holy fallin'

If we wake up you and me we'll become simple frozen being

 

I speak to the upset time

I speak to the upset time

I speak to the upset time

I look to the time upsetting...