Each new day greets me with greyness.
A phantom pain replaces what was cut out.
In a fit of passion I embrace the floor,
It will not let me fall further.

I'm wrapping myself inside me,
Lest I freeze to death.
The sun is cold to me now,
You took the warmth away.

Life has taught me not to hope,
Yet hope lives on.
Have I learned nothing?

Won't you come closer to my side?
Don't you know that I'm still here?
Dear Eva,
The silence from your room is stifling.

Why won't you come closer to my side?
You know that I'm still here.
Dear Eva,
The words you don't say are stifling.