Sacrament

Анна Маннана
I miss the emerald lawns
And narcotic perfume of roses
And golden rays of sun that covering the trees like dome
And I miss you a lot

Pain pierces my body like a knives
Tears turn into ice that covers the way that I’m walking on
Mist embraces the night
Rain stings by cold drops
Ten thousands stars turn in the dark
To fall
To make a wish
Wind plays sad melody on the trees
To hear the echo from other side of the sea

Run, running to our secret place
Burn, burning all bridges of compromise we made
You know I’m here I stand
You know I still wait you my friend

Our sacraments are immortal
But you’re gone
Ride in peace my love
Someday see you in magic place of time