Today it is a rainy day in Eden
I like to lie to myself - to pretend...
Slit veins with wine are streaming
Pretend you're not here for the wine in the end
Tonight it is a starless night in Eden
I close my eyes... Pretend you're beside me
You drink my wine and I am still bleeding
Air of midnight is filled with scent of thee...
For me - tomorrow never came to Eden
I pretend I die so that you can live
Free from me... And now thou art fleeing
I pretend that I gave all I can give...
Then sun came I was lying under the tree
All that left... Was scent of thee...