I was walking on my own wind,
I felt something on my neck,
It slip down on my chest,
Than I felt something, pain was the signal which i got from my mind.

I tried to see what is it,
In pain, all I saw darkness covering my eyes.
I hold it, I threw it away.
It was a little bee, I grabbed next thing to me,
About to crush it.

From my red eyes I...