Standing by the window
Eyes upon the moon
Hoping that the memory
will leave her spirit soon
She shuts the doors and lights
And lays her body on the bed
Where images and words are
running deep
She has too much pride to pull
the sheets above her head
So quietly she lays and waits
for sleep
And water can’t cover her memory
And ashes can’t answer her pain
God give me the power to take
breath from a breeze..
And call life from a cold metal
frame
In with the ashes
Or up with the smoke from the
fire
With wings up in heaven
Or here, lying in bed
Palm of her hand to my head
Now and forever curled in my
heart
And the heart of the world
Άντε, έτσι να βλέπουμε λίγο περισσότερο royo και francés στο ίντερνετ να ανοίγει το μάτι μας.. Και οι άλλες φωτογραφίες βέβαια ωραίες είναι, ειδικά η πρώτη μου αρέσει πολύ. Ωραίο και το τραγούδι.
Let the heart sleep..
Let the spirit free..
From the pain release the body..
My arms and hopes unclain..
And with colorfull dreams let life to be filled..