Your voice I hear is like enchanted echo,
I want to break this obstacle of stones.
Keep holding on to you, your words are daylight,
My warming hope, that I’m the only one of those.
You are a chief of your mysterious exile,
I am a bird which waits for source of warmth.
And in my dreams you are the deepest sorrow,
It is the destiny, which made us close.
No matter that behind the windows flying star
You are my dream, you hold my beating heart.
Wherever were you, you are not alone, I'm not alone
Will not be distance less in our heaven lone.
Wind-wanderer. I send it up to you,
With all my sentiments I ink the paper through.
It’s only you, who is my best « I’m living »
And sole « I need you » in my dreams, it’s true.
Our heaven
© Copyright: Натали Лермонд, 2012
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