In the clouds of time
You will hide,
Under wrecks of faith
I will wait..
Spending days and nights
In that desperate fight
With your ageless shade..
You can come too late…
But my heart hears you enchanted voice
But my mind, it can find the cause.
If you could be here –
Every lonely tear
Would grow into the sea
That swallows debris,
Shivers of our creed,
Uncontented needs,
Moments of despair.
Don’t return too late
I’m sorry, you know..
It’s just a dream
It has no place in this world
It hurts too hard…
But my heart hears you enchanted voice
But my mind, it can find the cause.