When
I was about
To stop my searching
Sinking
In my sadness marsh
Drowning
In my loneliness marsh
Exhausted
Of wondering towards nowhere
That night
A beautiful dove
Very hard
At that time to find
And belonging
To another world
Folded her wings
And sat in front of me
I looked at her and I understood she was what lacked to me
Without conditions, without staring at my outward appearance
Fascinated for my purity, she let herself be kissed
Then that dove become a lady of chilly glass
She messed me
About
With her
Golden curls
She freed me
From my prison
Joining her heart
Together mine
A dream
Became reality
Free bird
Mysterious lady
Can I expect anymore?
She messed me
About
With her
Golden curls
She freed me
From my prison
Joining her heart
Together mine
A dream
Became reality
