At a bright day she is running into darkness
Losing her love, Erika is only twenty-three,
From a deadly struggle she likes to be free
But still she is waiting for darkness to fall
Wanting to hang herself from a branch of the tree

Soon, I have to catch the plane go back my country
If she kills herself, I feel forever guilty
She need real man with loving mentality
Life is sacred, killing yourself is a sin
I have done everything, which is my humanist duty
But still I cannot convince her suicidal- mentality

With the tangling pain, going away makes me much older
Like dropping her gently into a grave from my shoulder
She might become worse but I hope get better
I have to tell her a painful goodbye forever
Which is making grows my deadly fears
Leaving her alone with her love searching tears
In a Prague Park Earth was green, Sky was clear
Before the flight I ask forgiveness, from the dark beer
At the dark night heavenly moon is not visibly clear
Therefore I cannot see her love searching or drying tears