| A misty evening, one silent moment |
| a candle burning, two innocent souls shared their love |
| suspicious feelings, a feel of wonders |
| the nightly wind breeze suddenly turned to fear and chaos |
| A call for mercy, no understanding |
| freedom’s a memory, still jailed with no guilt |
| a woman’s crying, when soldiers coming |
| her will to stop this, a hopeless feeling |
| She’s left behind, the curtain fell down |
| she cried out his name |
| so many questions 'yet to be answered |
| empty surroundings |
| Crying, calling |
| faded lights and shadows |
| she was praying, begging |
| mercy will be shown |
| Remembering the days when love showed the way |
| through hard times and misery |
| suddenly alone… wondering why |
| Alive but in what shape |
| locked in a cold grey cell |
| her face was on his mind |
| tried so hard to convince he’s innocent |
| She’s left behind, the curtain fell down |
| she cried out his name |
| so many questions 'yet to be answered |
| Crying, calling |
| faded lights and shadows |
| she was praying, begging |
| mercy will be shown |
| Crying, calling |
| faded lights and shadows |
| praying, calling his name… |