Oh! pretty Teresa with golden soft hair;
whilst the hints of dried red rose disappeared in flair,
The bay side lavenders watched the beauty
of thy tears, falling into the dark blue sea,
they knew well as to why you weep.
the tears drop by drop slip from your soul,
timid, slip, flow, break, touch and drowned.
you sit by the warmest grave as night sits by
so weakly does the stars shine
Oh! little Teresa with golden soft hair;
whilst the hints of dried red rose disappeared in flair,
the soul of your mother stands here, remember I
the day you were born likewise the days you did grow
dear, feelings swing like seasons indeed
happy before sad or sad before happy.

It was when the sun had set
But before the moon was lit
She walked along the shore
A white bright **** gown she wore
Her hair covered her face
With hands swinging in the air
I watched her feet so delicate
But she walked on toes so beautiful
Gems kept hiding until the moon appeared
They raised above the waters
And lightened the shores
The girl picked some and made a crown
The sky came down
And she disappeared into the clouds...

Try not, mustn't you relieve me, this pain
This journey is mine, my solemn tale
Where upon my soul, bears a scar
is a curse, my crying heart

As mind unravel, untangle, I
forget, I ***** into light myself, pass
by
Sufferings again, In between sometimes
as these sacred memories linger, I write...
To you it seems enough to cry to erase
pain, what to me is life- I praise
I praise, I revere, Advocate thy pain
For it has always made the joy - thou gain
Only more darling
Only more darling.

I'm dressed, with flowers in my hair
Walking on a random grave
Dropping some petals of forgiveness
I'm scared that you lie in there
The words you said saved my heart
You're an enemy building my other half
We always fought
Never taught
But it's never too late
And never to regret
I send a sorry your way
Wishing to hear the words you'd say
And it's never too late
And never to regret.

Typical Sky.

When beneath the trees, calm shadows incarnate,
Damp land scents and cool vapors bloom,
He dances with the silent white lilies,
Humming mellow songs and tunes.

Nobody watches, nobody talks to him,
Only the dancing lilies sometimes,
The novels he read that
he mumbled to the tree.

I'm the sky watching him all day long,
His loneliness and pretty stories I listen
gets better and newer every day.
My feet can never touch that land I wish to stand on.

I've watched him cry,
send down rain to wash his tears.
So while he had a nightmare,
I let the sun rise.
He thinks my stars are his beloved,
I smiled but clasped them tight.
He peeks from the spaces between the leaves,
I knew not why.

The purple mist of my memories,
The crimson evenings in my heart,
The dark blue oceans of night
and pink blooming dawns have
all known the pleasure and pain
of serving mankind.

Where I belong to the dark scarlet waters on sunsets
Here I am on land gazing upon tides calling me
in the depths, I feel who should be hidden
On the rough grey sea beds like pearls softened

As it gets darker this night makes me peaceful
Like the waves calming, relaxing on the shore
The moon is no fantasy I see its reflections
In water sometimes waning like it's deceiving

I am clay body feel like falling into the water
Lose my form, melt the emotions, and cry
I poured and delivered the self-tonight
in the sea of my tears, may I rise the sun tomorrow on the horizon.