When the roses do not bloom
and the Sun behind the clouds is hiding,
then the birds in the sky do not fly,
but a man comes out of his grief to drink.
When we sink into silence
above feelings anger has taken private,
walking reptiles and snake poisonous,
you stand without a bird in a cage.
Then dark shadows dominate the forest,
only the ants in a convoy,
fleeing to loneliness,
but who has let her into the forest, who?
Goodbye and Kisses ...