I am Black Plum,
Don’t like the Sun.
In my grey soul -
Like fall the snow.
I was in love,
But said; "Enough!"
I pleaded rain:
"To take my pain,
To take away
And show new way. -
I need in light
In me, inside."
I am Black Plum.
Don’t like the Sun.
Let I’ll be lone. -
I’ll cure my soul.