I am not alone when there is no one,
when I dissolve in silence,
when I speak only with thoughts,
or with dreams I fly somewhere…


I am not alone when I get lost
in a world created by myself…
I can fall in love with it…
There my day is bright and beautiful.


Everything there is beautiful, pure, white…
And my thought---a wanderer soars…
I dissolve… But only there I am whole…
In my world I really live.


I'm not alone…I just don't need
empty words, noise and vanity…
And in the crowd, I can be a stranger,
unheard, misunderstood… and alone…