Well, tell me, have you ever been in love? Tell me, if the dawn has ever floated at your home?.. And doves were circling overhead, Dancing the whitest minuet?.. Tell me, have blizzards sung in your bedroom? Have you read all your rhymes and poems to her? In every single look you were... looking for a friend, whom you could name your soul-mate?.. Have you been hiding somewhere in a nook, writing a line by line of a new book... For her? Have you been standing at the station, Inhaling the fragrance of the trains, Have you been dealing with temptation To disappear, to vanish in the rains?.. Well, tell me, have you ever cried, Sobbing with bitter happiness at night, While desperately dreaming about her?.. Well, if you know at least a little... So if you know about the times It means for you, not for another, I've written all my crazy rhymes.