Breathing Your Name
I will leave my window open for fortuitous song to come…
On my balcony is hanging chrysalis of butterfly…
In case some wind drops its story tangled in there
And notes that ever since forgotten -
Carrying no more feature trace of you…
Refrain:
Prior…prior to my further dreaming
I have to forget about your sweet lips…
Prior…I have to stamp out all memories
And every line in verses filled with you and
Breathing your name…
They will be some lonesome lyrics from the music in the air…
Like a handful, yet unfinished, of some phrases and replies…
When the time leaves this abandoned pathway, leading nowhere,
It won’t take some other’s way and wipe off your footprints for good…
Refrain:
Prior…prior to my further dreaming
I have to forget about your kisses…
Prior…I have to stamp out all memories
And every line in verses filled with you and
Breathing your name…
This is the last time I sing…
Meaning… your name…
Within your name…
This is the very last time!
Prior…prior to my further dreaming
I have to forget about your sweet lips
Prior…prior to my eyes closed dreaming
I have to forget about your soft skin
Prior…I have to stamp out all memories
And every line in verses filled with you and…
Breathing your name…
Your name…
18/07/2012
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