Yes, I hide… But what can I do?
You don't exist, you just CAN'T,
In THEIR world, whose idole is the rule.
Those, unaware of the flying breeze,
Mixed with the sunshine of your kiss…
How can I rob our lives of THIS,
…For our love is our bliss of TWO.
How can I let them in the castle?
Or dare show them our world of mists,
They won't believe it may be TRUE.
For they think it's a vulgar caprice.
+Creating a distorted ugly canvas,
They're deriding our colors of love,
And claim it's bound disappear soon.
And still. Inspite of their world
Of false and all-pervading gloom,
I thank my lucky stars for this:
You do exist for ME, can't you see,
NOT for them, as the fates decree.
So do you find me CRUEL,
Because I don't let them stole
Night from moon, you from me?
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