He walked along the shores of the lake
Alone and empty, he looked at us
His eyes could not hide the pain
Believing lies so as not to kill himself

He sustained himself with false hopes
Believing lies so as not to kill himself
For him, it was always better to see the problems than to deceive himself with false hopes

The gaps in his heart were never filled
He walked across the lake, with his empty eyes, he watched us
Thirsting for some company, he got himself into precipices
He knew he'd never find anyone, so he hid himself, with his loneliness