After all, you've been there, but what for?

You did take me to that sixth floor.

But what about the "seventh heaven"?

Or is it just a promise from the devil?

Or am I just a silly prayer?

Or you're just the greatest player?

What about that falling star?

What did you wish? A war?

It was actually bizarre:

I didn't make a wish, but swore.

I promised to myself you'll be the one.

I looked your eyes and saw our son's.

But the only thing which was born from it

was a big disgrace, a lie and a perfect myth.