What d´you see when you look to a mirror? It´s only grey fate It´s your own grey fate What d´you think when you look at a day before? You say: “It´s not my life!” But you know it´s your life To live with the dumb face Still to loose own vital trace How can you sit with hands forgotten To black dirty cold swam? Who will be the other? how long yet? Please change it to Chaghaza´l Please change it to Chaghaza´l To live with the dumb face Still to loose own vital trace, it´s sick but true