In the middle of a snow desert,
Under a low starry sky,
I wish I would meet a wizard
Who can show me a place to hide.
In the nights full of sorrow
When loneliness pushes too hard
I need someone else to follow
And warm my frozen heart.
When silence is like torture
And politeness is just the farce
I would change the world’s biggest fortune
For being loved. Just once.
In the middle of a snow desert
© Copyright: Гвазава Дия, 2015
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