What`s on par2
           
           The crowd gone apart
           & the sudden silence fall down
           Taking away
           The traffic noise in despair
           & somebody's touching my hand,
           & his eyes are dull not yet
           & he says:
                - Hello, you!
                - Hello, you... Hello, you.
           
           So, where are you going to
           What's your name
           Wouldn't you stop for awhile
           Are we familiar
           For God Sake
           Communicate your file
           
           ...I'm alone here
           Nobody's on
           Nothing is in my hands
           Long distance
           To our Home
           Long time
           To get away from this shade
           But - come on,
           Come on,
           Come on, you...
           
           
           
           
           the autumn 98.
                              G.R.