Come back to me mr.cloud Without sounds you slipped into crowd Pressing the feet to the ground If somebody will find you as doll flattered I¥ll steal you from car running so fast Spring came back to me mr.cloud I slipped into night full of sound If somebody will find you as right asnwer I¥ll change this spring air to the poison gas Watch me missing my step Watch me digging my grave Watch me rambling in down Watch me tumbling down Clouds are breaking. mr.cloud Just talk to me without sounds Nobody knows mr.cloud Your smoking smell still goes round Come back to me mr.cloud