In hard times, things will become better,
you see all darkness, but it doesn't matter.
Everything will be fine, with the words you said.
But I think, it's better for me to be dead.
I make this world so difficult for all of you,
I don't know who is a liar, and who tell me what's true.
You and me, it's a very beautiful thing, so I'm proud,
but the rain will fall down, so look at me on my own cloud
I love you, I will be there you, never forget,
if you're missing me, look at the terribly beautiful sunset.
But now, i got to go, fly high into the sky.
Maybe I will see you on some day, I will try.