sábado, 15 de noviembre de 2008

Hundred Days

Hundred Days

half a year has passed
and here i am stucked
i can't go back or keep on
since i heard those words

beautiful melody
that i ever heard
just a warm whisper
can't avoid to cry

is it too late to try?
true or not, here i am
words that heal this heart
wishes that we share

but is the time that makes us wait
is the lenght that makes us stop
stand on a rainy night, for a feeling
awake on a cold place, for you

there's one thing i only need
hear you again, feel you again
close to me, all my problems vanish
opposites and needed we are

you are the sand that needs me
i am the tear that falls into you
i am the air that floats on the hill
you are the bird that flies up the sky

months have passed and i here i wait
for the next chance to come
to see you another night
the one when our hearts met

nothing to fear now
just want to make you smile
is it too late to try?
a new land is behind that bridge

will you wait me there, at the other side?
i will walk firmly, i won't slide
this feeling makes me strong
no pain will hit me anymore


Ariadna Squire Damique
(18-10-2008 Saturday)