Oh how I long for that starry night,
When my wings grow,
And I finally take a flight,
Letting my heart flow.

A rose’s right is to bloom,
Letting her petals show,
Forgetting my doom,
Up, far away I go.

Among the stars,
To them I must swear,
That I will caress my scars,
Till the end, that’s only fair.

My thorns shall disappear,
In love I pledge my trust,
For it, I cheer,
To believe in it, I must.

Born from ashes,
I am anew,
With no more clashes,
To the sorrow, adieu.

Red is the fire,
Which is my blood,
The flames of heart aspire,
To end this tragic flood.

Yellow is joy,
Rushing through my veins,
For a little flower whose blooming I enjoy,
Freed of all chains.

On passions wings,
I will take a flight,
And sing a song to everlasting springs,
There shall be no more fright.

Reflected in the mirror,
Eternal flame of the soul is what I desire,
It is indeed clearer,
The wish to be forever consumed in this fire.

Singing on the rooftop,
Two lonely crows of grey,
Complaining about every flop,
And how everything went astray.

Their feathers worn out and weak,
Carry all the letters,
Which their hearts seek.

With each raindrop,
Their screams became more violent,
With every hop,
Their desires became silent.

Together they can no longer be,
For one broke its wings,
And the other one flew free.

On the river blue,
There swam a swan of silver,
Free it once flew,
Believing it was a winner.

Before its wings were cut,
By the one it once trust.

It gave up on its love,
Right there on the river blue,
Whilst the moon was shining above,
The distance between them just grew.

In that water deep,
Fire burning bright was reflected,
The swan would no longer weep,
It accepted that it was rejected.

It may never fly,
But it can still swim,
It won’t die,
Although it’s faith is dim.

My heart is breaking,
I am aching,
This moon that stares at me is sending shivers down my spine,
I can no longer see its shine.

The light reminds me of you,
That honest smile of yours,
I am yet again blue,
You went closing all doors.

Time is what we didn’t have,
Yet this agony seems eternal,
I promise it is not how I behave,
The moments we had are now infernal.

We misunderstood each other,
So we chose silence,
The days are passing one after another,
It is a horrible sentence.

I still miss you,
I really do,
Dreams are all that I have,
They are overflowing with you.