Deep a dark cellar by moisture
Transi unhealthy
my tears I do not keep
banned arms hugging my body My heart cold
back blocking my mouth
Repressing my "I love you"
Deep in my gut The lampposts do ...
taunt
Not my solitude night pacing the aisles
deserted the city irrelevant.
I told so many rivers my love letters
I gave my soul to heaven
On the wings of pigeons
I have sown my love to fly
In fields with a thousand roses
J ' I pulled the Cane And my prayers stolen
prostrate myself at all the chapels on my way
It is not an angel who has shared my secret
Not a demon, who have wiped my rage to defend my dream
The devil himself is unable to tear myself away from the heart
Offering you that I intended
Only God can force me to disarm
In a break from my love crusade.
Yves Doe Pastel
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