I stood before the door of the old house
My eyes full of tears and heart full of hope
The wind brought delightful laughter of children
And tender evening sun warmed my memories
Years had passed and I came back
The door opened but no one welcomed me
...only silence
The day I was leaving, I showed my friends an arrogant smile
Suddenly came the faceless chill
It poisoned my belief and hope disappeared
I couldn't hide love in my heart because it was too cold
I lost my belief, my hope and at last – my love
And then came endless days of joy, long years of lies and hate
And what have I now?
...only silence
The last sparks of the summer, the summer that has passed
Are glimmering brightly in the placer of stars
In the skies high above, in the waters beneath
That are silently lapping under our feet
Just an instant in a world of heartlessness
So fragile and so strong
That at times we are not able to hold ourselves
When we soar up high just to fall
Now all is gone, but memories and pain
Remain untouched... alone again
The only thing I have - presentiment of nothing
When the moments are fading fast
And my presence turns to past
Day by day
Only the silence of the old house
Can reflect true life I live
Only the shadows of the old house
Can remind me everything, but they won’t forgive