Collage - Fragmenty

A moment of pride, a moment there,
Somewhere behind the barricade of words,
My eyes wouldn’t talk,
My eyes wouldn’t say a single word.

You don’t even have a clue what I think about,
You don’t even know what’s behind this silence,
There’s only what I believe in,
There’s only what I want to keep.

At least in scattered fragments,
In fragments,
At least in scattered fragments,
In fragments.

I sing you, Rena: with silence, with the echo of silence,
I sing you, Rena: you listen and yet you don’t hear me,
I quieten you, Rena: with silence, with the echo of silence,
I quieten you, Rena: you listen and yet you don’t hear me,
Rena, Rena…