Heavenly sound swings my body gently   Between waking and sleeping I try to find peace   Strength and alleviation, necessary in the struggle,   Feed lips that are thirsty for great expectations, great words      They force to make an act of contrition   But this is only the empty gesture   Empty repentance empty words   Buried a long time ago, somewhere lost   They force to make an act of contrition   But still this is the empty gesture   Awakening - the origin of pain   I want to remain in the dreamlike state