Dreams
We have to make an escape
Nobody'll hear, I promise you, dear
With sunrise we’ll be far away.
Dark nights won’t be scary, believe me
Our devils get rest for this time
Somebody near – and nothing to fear
We’ll color those daemons in bright.
Among ancient palms and blue water –
An old boat is waiting for us.
I am devoted, volcanoes – unnoticed.
We’re leaving this mine-studded Earth.
Your smile will protect me from harm times
You’ll give me respite from my pain
Nobody’ll hurts me and never divorced.
I swear I saw light on that way.
08.11.2009
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