There is no valley as deep Where echo soothes or tears There are no climbers as strong To transform themselves into one You can put them fingers into ears touching your eyes But vibes of memory will crush them like a glass You could break your nails, your fists Your teeth, your will, your legs, your arms And still would not manage to restrain from what's sensual The sun had never lit our path Our paths removed from bigger path Our hearts never beat The sun had never burnt our necks Our feet had never felt the grass Our thoughts never thought My body does not know the focus of your gaze My fingers had never soaked on you Imagine, we do not exist Evaporated! Somebody's wiped us off like letters on sand Imagine, we do not exist Evaporation! The stick we have been written with never been