Irakli Charkviani - Wooden monkey

All ^Gis so far and peop^Amle look smaller than they a^Cre, I'm ^Gcrossing the cold, lo^Amsing all what I h^Cad,

My t^Gown is not mine, and p^Amlaces I loved are places I h^Cate, May^Gbe white distance is no^Amthing, but reason to fe^Car,

Or ^Creason to see h^Cer; W^Gooden monkey, take me from h^Amere,

W^Gooden monkey I know you are r^Ameal, W^Gooden monkey save me from co^Amld,

W^Gooden monkey, l^Amie by my side and t^Amell me: war is o^Gver. I was so silly, believing people were true, Wiser than I was, I was falling in love as usually people are falling, But one day I saw blood covered by snow, Maybe white distance is nothing but reason to fear, Or reason to see her.