You won't find the sand of gold
On shore of my deep sea
But only golden sand that called
The dreams of you in me
You won't see the woman-cat
Who make the crazy blood
But only love, her eyes are sad
Because of you, my love
You won't feel the cold of night
When it will come to you
Because I'll burn the seven lights
To night will turn in dew
You won't taste the salt of tears
When someone hurt to you
Because you won't just notice
I'll stand between of you
You won't dance with lonely ghost
That's pale and don't heat
My music is alive because
And you're alive with me
You won't dream about dream
Because you have someone
Who live in dream but don't to seem
Who say to you 'My One'...
You won t cry
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