years have come and gone, and so you slowly left my memory, your picture's faded inside my heart. also your shoulder's arch has disappeared, your voice has whisked away - and i have never tried to go behind your image through the deeper groves of life. today, i easily pronounce your name. today, i do not tremble from your glance; today, i know you were just one of many, that youth is silliness. but don't believe baby that everything was done in vain; do not believe that everything is gone! oh yeah, you still here - in my every fucked-up move and my erring words, in my every absent-minded greeting. in my every letter which i've torn apart. oh yeah, you live inside my wretched life and rule there for eternal time to come.