The Star 10 12 01

Hs
(didicated to Mattias)

'He is a star
And nothing more,
He's famous man -
What else?
Applouds of crowd
Every day!'
'What do you say!
That sounds
Like cruel joke
He smiles to you
But don't you see
The bitter truth -
The tears had covered his soul...
'Cos don't you see -
He is alone!..
In spite of crowd
And his fame
He goes along
The lonely way.
He has to do it
Just for you!
He's defenceless sacrifice
In hell-like, dirty paradise!
His aim be pattien,
Stay proud.
And throw away
The malevolence.
And I believe - one day
His sadness, tired smile
Will turn into sinerise shine.
In spite of all,
In spite of pain
The tear-drops're shining in the rain.
The bunch of flowers
At his feet.
Smile man! Take it!
The bunch of love,
'Cos they love you.
The new day comes.
This day is brand new.
You'll have to hope -
And you will win!'


© Copyright: Hs, 2002
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