"I sing this poem to you...    On the other side, I see…    Shining waves flowing.    It’s far away, far away from me,    I can see it there    I can see it there    the wind blows outside and I have no breath,    I breathe again and know I’ll have to live    To forget my world is ending.    I have to live…    I hear my heart beat,    Fluttering in pain, saying something,    Tears are coming to my eyes -    I cry…I cry…    I cannot feel the warmth of the sun    I cannot hear the laughter    Choking with every thought,    I see your faces,    My hands are tied as I wish -    But no one comes,    No one comes,    Where are you?    Where are you?    What will make me want to live?    What will make me want to love?    Tell me…tell me…       I sing this poem to you…to you…    Is this mystery unfolding    As a wing floating?    Something is coming true -    The dream of an innocent child…       Something is happening -    Something is happening..."