Is there any way
to say "I love you"?
Is there any way
to say "I care about you"?

Is there any way
to hold you in my arms?
I there any way to tell you
that every little thing you do
charms?

Is there any way
to look at the sky
and not to see your face?
Is there any way not to cry
and not to long for your embrace?

Is there any way
to forget you?

I don't want to be a denier
of my own emotion!
I don't want to denie my heart's desire ...
and my deep devotion!

Where's the life's fairness ... :
It's already too late.
But - although you're gone now, I'll never love you less ...
I'm just about to desparate.


by Janis Purucker, 1998