I’ve got lost in the choir
of voices calling out my names
And there were plenty more
I couldn’t hear, all the same
Can hardly bear it, one is real
An advice from a fairy tale
To tell apart for whom I feel
Building a house that is so frail
The tale says: follow the nature
Even a fly knows the truth
Not a matter of your stature
The presence of you was too sooth
I have never played the game
your way and neither you have
Time to love and time to leave
You’ve disappeared in the fame
How we enjoy a tragic romance!