Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Once again...
On this land that is not mine
I am gazing for your drenched sight
I walked each street, and crossed all the bridges
Looking for those eyes that blew my wild
I stayed long under the sun until my hunt went ash
The sunshine was cruel ,as all my memories it pass
Nor your eyes it found, nor the ecstasy of your sight
And all the time of we, seemed have never be
A sudden silence gusted, where no sound can exist
Only your voice I could heed
Then the remembrance of my first look at your eyes
Was similar to my first look into the light
To the sea then I went
Looking for the glaze
Your boat was on the shore
Waiting for me to frail
And board the boat
That will take me to your eyes
Once again .
I am gazing for your drenched sight
I walked each street, and crossed all the bridges
Looking for those eyes that blew my wild
I stayed long under the sun until my hunt went ash
The sunshine was cruel ,as all my memories it pass
Nor your eyes it found, nor the ecstasy of your sight
And all the time of we, seemed have never be
A sudden silence gusted, where no sound can exist
Only your voice I could heed
Then the remembrance of my first look at your eyes
Was similar to my first look into the light
To the sea then I went
Looking for the glaze
Your boat was on the shore
Waiting for me to frail
And board the boat
That will take me to your eyes
Once again .
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