This night the sea is stormy,
The stars have stopped the time,
I want to share a story,
Why when she leaves I sigh.
And have you ever wonder,
How can you touch the sky?
The one you're walking under,
Where, having wings, you fly?
Sometimes I see the heaven,
I'm almost there, but I...
As soon I count to seven,
She flies away... I sigh.
When silence fill the meaning,
I know that way should be,
I'm glad for such nice feeling,
Although it torments me)
With every sigh I'm learning,
What is made of... my life,
Because my heart is burning -
A land where reign the strife)
Although it torments me
© Copyright: Scrutineer, 2005
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