the station is nearly empty, I'm standing lonely on the train platform, staring at the train which has just been starting, becoming faster and faster...leaving this empty station.
I wish she was not in that train, which ist now only a distand item, becoming smaller and smaller.
I wish she stared with me at a distand item wich looks like a leaving train, a Fata Morgana perhaps..
But the train is real and the women standing by me is a Fata Morgana who disapears simultaneously with the train at the horizon...
