You look with your clean cold eyes, coming into dream.

You look with your clean cold eyes, coming into dream.
Try to find the universe – this is what you need
Try to find there ourselves, explain the sense of life – 
We are both such egoists. Death is our love    
How long can  keep doing this, trying to explain
In you I have found myself. It’s never been the same…
We are coming for short time.    
The death – award for saint.   
Nasty feelings - games of mind,
But it is why we wait.

All time we burn ourselves,
We make mistakes,
Say – it is so important and
We want - we understand,
Alone won’t stand
But in the end it brings regret.

Rejecting love, I try to prove
Such egoist like me
This inexistence start improve
My life, but it`s just him

We must choose what is main      
After that we can’t turn back.     
For what we fight?                      
For what we live?                        
We don't know truth,                    
No,we can not see (it)