On the sweaty land, on the clay I am standing above
The cloudy misty sky, the pale poison weather upon
The thoughts storm I have, the decision that I hold on
The garden dogs for the bones thee dig to take it off
A new story behind these walls, a secret within a box
In a smoothly way, the arms chair moving heavily when
the winds come
No one there and ghosts would not dare to have a place
in this cell
Echoes within deaf iron windows calling for
transgression and rebellion
The state of being quite is no longer a helper
The sounds of the crows throw their screaming up for
the black widow
The cold rain, the gray scene that fills the graves
yard is very dismal
Tears of heaven on red roses of love, I sway my heart
between your hands and say
"For the unforgotten days and nights, you will
remain inside my mind..
Inside the heart full of wounds I still remember the
face of a man's warm"
When life is so soon over and death is so certain an
entrance of losses
A new chapter in a novel, a new scene in a play...
And when I drew up the dark red curtain of the
stage...
It reveals the
fact of the price I have paid
Under the bright little light I prayed, calling to
forgive all mistakes I made
My past seemed floated away; my present is vague and
strange
And of the future I could form no conjecture
Who am I? I am a black miserable widow under the tree
counting days
To fall asleep next to my beloved, and leaves lay down
on my keens
Wishing to have a happy ending as I wrote books of
fairy tails
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