Woman Of Crystal

In your sphere of crystal thing you see, if you see my future tell me him if you know him/it.
What you want to tell me,
I see you embarrassed,
what there is.


What you hide in your heart of crystal,
who six you woman of the sphere of crystal.


Inside that room dark alone bushels,
among the hands the sphere that by now not seve more.
All alone in an angle to think,
tightening the fists starts to fight.