The sky was beautiful, but long ago,
And our stars were glowing in the dark
Though some of us forgot, I can't let go
As if I am a dog that cannot bark.
My soul is torn asunder, I can't see -
They truly did their best to make me blind,
Condemned to darkness people dance with glee,
Their faces, tastes and manners so refined.
I was the same, but once I saw the light,
The sky so blue, so bright - it hurt my eyes,
And so I cried and looked away in fright,
It came to me: the one, who sees it, dies.
Thus far I wander through the darkest night,
There is no refuge for my wounded soul.
I lost my heart the moment when again I lost my sight,
And nothing but the sky will make my spirit whole.
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© Copyright: Кей Найт, 2011
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