There's a picture of a woman on the wall.
a beautiful smiling woman
She used to be my sweetheart
Now there's just me,
the guitar and a cigarette and loneliness ...
My love died...
The taste of the night is nothing but insomniac
You smiling picture, hear my voice :
I will see you one day.
I cannot stay no more
The end of singing , the beginning of fading away...
There's a hidden knife in the closet
My cold hands, my green veins....
- A translation of Blue Room by the Ways Band
The Sad Piano Song