without you (4)

I'm falling into the abyss, I'm not flying. No, I'm not calm - I'm freezing. My heart is frozen, it doesn't want to beat. There are no bright days, only nights are left for me. Winter snowstorms and hurricanes, Forest fires, earthquakes, Mountain mudflows and floods, Flowers and trees, beaten by hail, That's what's in the soul when you're not around. Give me a knife - to cut this thread, So as not to suffer, so as not to dream, So as to stop everything with one breath. To live without you - means not to live.