Maybe it was destiny,
what brought us together,
maybe just pure luck,
that we met, each other.
Now I only want to know,
if I am not in a land of snow,
if you are real, or just a dream,
that so often, I have seen.
The land of frost and ice,
where only view, can be nice,
the land with no devotion,
with the lack, of real emotion.
If you are real, then call my name,
I would forget all my fame,
should you free me, of this ice,
I will pay you, any price.
And if you ask me, for my life,
that too, I will pay,
just promise by the God,
with you, that I can stay.
To be more, than the desert´s dust,
in human again, earn the trust,
if it was just for you,
with your smile, I´ll be born anew.
And with this old and new myself,
be more than wind, to yourself,
place mine, in yours hand,
fly away, to our promised land.
This is what I want to tell,
without you: I am tower, with no bell,
an ocean without a reef,
like believer, with no belief.
Dátum vloženia 29. 4. 2011 20:44Ildersolf
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- loomy
parada! moc sa mi pacila
5. 7. 2011 18:41