Hm
		Sky full of stars
		D
		Before my eyes
		G
		My inane look
		F#
		It calmly took

		My only friend
		Is air land
		Eternal world
		F#           Hm
		Is grey and cold

		G   F#      Hm
		My soul is tough
		It's strong enough
		I'm sure I'll win
		For loss I'm mean

		My story's frank
		It's out of rank
		Of usual tales
		Where feeling fails

		There's no end
		In such a trend
		Where love is hold
		On sorrow fold

		Remember me
		And never flee
		From my embrace
		To other place

		The tension edge
		No one can gage
		I can't forget...
		My eyes are wet...

		My sufferings're great
		Of tears they're made
		I will prevent
		My torturement...