We are just two figures in the shadow
In a big and and ancient darken world.
Our dreams are like a melting rainbow,
We are lost and getting little cold.
We are trying to forget all fears
In a search for far unknown stars;
And we know that they will never leave us
But continue our silly tries.
We don't think about our future,
We forgot about our past.
Souls are tired of life's cruel beauty,
Minds guess who'll win and be the last.
We have never dreamt about each other
We just know exactly: we exist.
Although we have not the same two fathers
We were both confessed by fallen priest.
Searching souls
© Copyright: Танцующий Чертик, 2005
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