I didn't say goodbye To your lips To your charm I closed the book in the middle A hollow sound of a solved riddle I taste grass in the morning My hands are white You're still glowing I cannot rest in the morning My childish heart Keeps on growing And it isn't the sun That dazzles my eyes Feeding plants The rising light in the morning Jealously longs for Your porcelain glory Into the ground I am growing Into the ground I'm taking roots in my mourning I'm a timeless branch Into the ground I am growing Into the ground No one can save me 'couse I'm in the ground