It's hard to wake up,
When all is so complicated.
The better way is a dream,
About another life, about my dear!
It's hard to say something,
Something which has sense.
The better way is crying,
'No crying' -- you say.
Hmmmm...
It's hard to fix the problem,
When you have nothing,
Nothing to impress her.
Without smile, without luck.
The only true way is death,
I can only die,
Not smile, not cry...
Just... die!
