| The Fawn |
|---|
| Come closer |
| There’s nothing forgetting that I won’t see |
| My answer and even the problems escape from me |
| Faded the glances and so on |
| Saving the last time so I’m in |
| Suddenly low, I breathe |
| Blurring the river, I’m back again |
| Come closer |
| There’s nothing forgetting that I could see |
| Come closer |
| There’s nothing wrong with holding on me |
