Which brings me joy
I see light in a 1000 eyes
A bright light which cries
I see the distance, the sadness and desire
In my soul in passion's fire
I see true love covering me
Bringing life in my empty me
I see people look,
With a hate-filled, envious look
I see friends which hate,
Old friends which fight me.
I see the priest, which turns his back
But I see an angel bringing hope back
Is this right?
Is love a fight?
It is said: Love's for everybody
Is it so? Do people accept everybody?
An Angel's touch erases all
Hate, Envie, from all
I see the lips touching
I feel the souls melting
Giving birth to the perfect being
Stoping time, dead and the pointing.
« return.