Did you hear me?
I've missed.

Those words gushing from the inside.
Nature rustling in deep woods.
I’ve missed those eyes which looks at me.
Love or hate they give me.
That freedom feeling like you flying…
My inspiration somewhere is hiding.
The world is cruel to me.
But I do not have the key.
Far far away from these faces.
Far far away from these buildings.
Echo, can you hear me??!

I’VE MISSED.
I’ve missed myself.
To be myself and with myself.
Also to be with a friend.
But not with that liar friend.

I want a friend from the sky beside me,
Who always says to me – everything will be alright.