terça-feira, 9 de outubro de 2012

A gentle song


A miracle will surely occur just once more
In a gentle voice you imagine a warped future
In order to create a world where no one will cry again
Without reaching anyone your screams and prayers disappear into the tainted crimson sky
And you’re able to go on having abandoned all hope of comfort

The beautiful light of the moon sinks to the beginning
Towards that distance which is yet so far away
I hold out my hands with closing eyes,
believing in your lamentation

The truth is you want someone to save you
Your lost heart bores a hole in the sky

If I could choose you and search for happiness for the two of us alone
No matter what cold flames burned my body
Your smile would be close by

This writhing dream is my reason for living
I wish to return this world of fear into the clearness of the water

Sadness is the only thing one can never erase
As I cut through even the logic of such a person’s heart
Down to zero we go

The beautiful light of the moon
Simply erodes quietly to the beginning
My locked away desire is still far away
Within the darkness
All the days in which
I lived together with you
Are a gentle song

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