How was I to know that time was so terribly short. He flew away, surrending to his ghosts – and leaving me behind. Mysterious man – from no man´s land or the deep blue sea, so strange to me. How was I to know that the end was already there.

I´ll tell you what is love. A shooting star, that flares up and then it dies.

It isn´t fair – I had a taste of bliss, And so did he, I think... Life´s bittersweet.