The frozen houses on the street The fading sound of footstepsnA person is being deprived of all of their lightnAnd sepia colored memories that were imprinted on my eyelidsnAre now on the other side of the soft light...nnBoth paradise And the earth's anger vanishnLike a lost child bearing atonements, I don't even know where I'm goingnnnIn the unreaching shout, what should I believe in...nIf I fall deeply, before these outstretched arms I see younnnBoth paradise And the earth's memory vanishnLike a lost child bearing atonements, I don't even know where I'm goingnnnIn the unreaching prayer, what should I ask for...nIf I fall with you, only the crimes of evaded words disappearnnIn the unreaching shout, what should I believe in...nIf we fall deeply, before these vanishing arms you smile