Mediterranean
I believe such a lie!
A dead end like drowning,
Neither crying nor shouting,
So warm and so cold!
So quiet, so cold-blooded.
I know such a truth!
His shoulders are close to the sky,
His hands wrapp around the clouds,
Clouds by his voice, mountains by his scent;
A sun rises where your gaze passes.
I'll wake up to such a morning!
It will be a day; from your hair!
A day from your words!
I love!
On a spring evening
By the seashore...
The Mediterranean Sea...
The light from your eyes...
-Aleksios
I believe such a lie!
A dead end like drowning,
Neither crying nor shouting,
So warm and so cold!
So quiet, so cold-blooded.
I know such a truth!
His shoulders are close to the sky,
His hands wrapp around the clouds,
Clouds by his voice, mountains by his scent;
A sun rises where your gaze passes.
I'll wake up to such a morning!
It will be a day; from your hair!
A day from your words!
I love!
On a spring evening
By the seashore...
The Mediterranean Sea...
The light from your eyes...
-Aleksios