I have an open guitar,
An unwritten paper, and
Stardust

On my clothes.
And I try not to forget...
Not to see

To descend out of them

I have a path in front of me,

I have a ball of thread, and
Stardust on my traces
And I try to climb,

Not to forget,
To stay between them


Tell me, do you still know how it was,
The first beginning,
The first lost dream,

Tell me, do you know how much is left for us
Until today?


I have a view to the world
dream without name
And stardust on my traces...

And I try to look behind,
To see sun or rain.


I have a read story,
A built whisper,
And stardust on my clothes

And I want to pick up wind drops
To throw them on the earth,
To become words.


Tell me, do you still know how it was?
The first beginning,

The first lost dream,
Tell me, do you know how much is left for us?
Until today


Tell me, do you still know how it was?
The first wrong step

The first successful
Tell me, do you know how many stairs are left?
To be climbed


Do you still know?
The first beginning,

The first lost dream
Tell me, do you know how much is left for us?


Until today

Tell me, do you still know how it was?

The first wrong step,
The first successful
Tell me, how many stairs left us?

To be climbed