in a moment of weakness
I am running for the dream. Faster and faster. A voice is calling me. But what I want to find? What is it? That's what I believe. I'm looking for you. All this time. You - my alter ego, and maybe my first face. I know that when I see your eyes, everything in this world becomes clear. No, not simple, simple world is flat and boring. This expectation extends eternity. Sometimes I lose heart and life hurries by. And in such moments, you slip somewhere nearby. At one moment, not enough to see, but it lacks feel so. You're so sly smile, as only two people know how - you and me. My reflection. I did feel that you exist. If this would be a lie, my existence would not make sense. You - my final point. How many things I've ripped from the heart! .. I bleed, you see? .. I ask, which exists in this world. Do not let me disappear. Do not let me become a ghost to become fog. I need you. Be god, devil, angel, demon, man, anything. I pray thee, I pray thee in the knees, forget pride, rejecting everything. I beg you, let your presence felt. Please, I need you so ... Please ... I have so much time was on the brink. Do not leave me again, come.
I'm running. In the crowd, in front of me, I see a dream come true. Each time trying to catch the ghost of colorful rags. The ghost turns. And this being your face. I close my eyes. And again I see your face. Stay with me. Does not slip anymore. Or meaning of my life in pursuit of you? Loneliness. Here's what gnaws at me. Give me at least, to touch you, so I knew that it was not in vain. Did not disappear so quickly.