Dark and quiet
Madness is softly to me coming
Shadows shiver,
Moonlight's whitening road to river…
Through my window
I see the back of a widow...
Witchy phantom
Lonesome and abandoned.
Heart is beating...
Night is eternally sleeping...
No one holds me...
No one knows me...
She is watching closely.
My house became not cosy.
With awful sneer
She has almost come here.
It's an illusion of my imperfect love,
Just a parody of my sins and life.
What I see here
Through embrace of fear
Is a jigging lie
Of jumping flames of fire.
In obscure eyes
My memory abides.
Whisper's heard -
So terrible and weird…
She calls my name-
And now I know her pain
There's no more refreshing rain-
It'll always be the same.
I'm staying alone
Isolated with my song:
There's a fear in our souls
That turned our fire to cold.
15.09.2012