song
Oh, isn’t it strange: two strangers meet
And feel – they’ve never been strangers…
“How strange”, someone says. But not to me –
When find each other two angels.
They’re fully aware that they belong…
But words don’t spring in the open.
They aren’t used to words – but sky and song
That lives in the wings, with hope and
Love…
Oh, stranger-angel, so close you’ve flown
That the doors to my heart got burnt…
Oh, angel-stranger, these ashes I own
And the dark… But I hope you don’t.
Let there be light!
Let there be only light…
No, nothing is strange: I’ve been to Earth
And lived in darkness and doubt.
My pain was to prove that I am worth
The gift you are all about.
The gifts I had there were shot at me –
With fear of wings and vengeance.
But humbleness came like Do Re Mi
To music that won an angel’s
Love…
Oh, stranger-angel, so close you’ve flown
That my memories all got burnt…
Oh, angel-stranger, these ashes I own
And the dark… But I hope you don’t.
Let there be Love!
Let there be only Love…
Oh, isn’t it strange: two strangers meet
And feel – they’ve never been strangers…
Never been strangers…
Angels…