Dead Are The Flowers
Omega
Long, long time ago, since she departed far away
Long, long every road on which she may get back to me.
Since the world is quite
Every little flower has died.
Dead flowers wherever I look
Dead flowers wherever I step
Around me everything is colorless
Colorless lights in gray and white.
Her face is dead flower; blue distance hides it
Her eyes are like closed flowers; the dreams have died in them.
Dead flowers wherever I look
Dead flowers wherever I step
Around me everything is colorless
Colorless lights in gray and white.
Dead flowers wherever I look
Dead flowers wherever I step
Dead flowers....
