When the odds will be high and even will be fewer,
Nobody will be all around, my eyes filled with tear.

Will you come near?


When I will shout but not one will hear,
My heart filled with pain, but no one to share.

Will you come near?


When my boat will be in the middle, but no one to steer.
My destiny will be stained, but no god to clear.

Will you come near?


When the life will be at dawn, and edge will be near,
I will be old, thin, wrinkled and sheer.


Will you come near?


I have waited an eternity for you, will you be worth this wait my dear?