The life of mine starts with your name
written at the gate of my happiness,
Let us drink
To you my greatest friend, Impossible!
You and I dance together through out the nights
Under the moonlight and darkness of the sky
And sometimes, just us, and the reflected red of the city lights in the sky
But please my friend,
Or whatever you are to me,
You, yes you! I am talking to you, Impossible:
Please, leave me at this point,
Not to witness the murder of happiness
The hope has quailed in the mind of
my inner child...
Everything has turned into fear
Even happiness is a sign of the coming misfortune
It's time for you to leave
Not to witness is the only way of survival
The burden of seeing is more than one can comprehend
and the comfort in not seeing
is greater than freedom....