An old lantern shaken light in the alley, quietly asleep and under him - you and me in the night, alone-at-a-face meeting. How unbearable this is, to keep silent and look in the earth, in the spot yellow light, silhouettes outlined both. Strange figurines with legs, with the tip of his shoe. Does anything connect with us now? Do they interfere with a kiss? Still silent, awkward, angry! Let's quit the game! It became cool, the wind appeared, let go of the lantern light. And in the dark? Sure enough words excuse, fake ... I'm leaving. The Old Lantern let it shine only to the happy!