In the old house
In born vilage
One bird
Like an arrow.

And fly long, long
For some time now
Something slippery
From a distance
It's time for some time.

Below the window
In my room
Cry of dawn
One bird
And nightmares
There, under the window.

On a cold night
Dream closes my eyes
I don’t know where to go tonight
Stairway busts me
Lightning whisper
Into the valley.

Shadow walk
Below lightning and thunder
It's winter and it doesn’t blossom
This night of memory is full
My spirit is a bird of a bone.

Ref.
Below the window
In my room
Cry of dawn
One bird
And nightmares
There, under the window.

Oh, you're under the window
Without you, the dawn is bright
Oh, run away from my dawn
In the distance I watch
I want to dream
It's warm sea

Oh, run away from my window.

In this deaf night, behind our street, in the dark
The winter storm calls us in the forest park
The moon is a pale copy of your eyes, that's a mark
You enter my song like summer, that's the spark
I dream of dancing with angels, shining like a star
About how you sang and eat grapes, you play on my guitar
My words sparkle the sky, they print a scar
In my voice, there is an increasing number of char
I run wild like a wild jaguar
I just want to be your doer
Somewhere behind the sidewalk, in a small bar
With some spirit, my thoughts are spar
You enter my words tonight, the moon is following us there.

My song, this night, give me strength more
I'm looking at midnight sky, open your door
Guess me like the stars of the drops, hit the core
Bend from the head strange gore
I dream angels and winter ****
It enters my skin like a warm shore.

Highly somewhere in the universe flying my word, Flying in the storm is getting harder
This is a long title and first, second, third
Where are you tonight eagle, my holy bird.
The winds hit me in the back, everything is cold, my song she is mine in my blood, it's gold
This night, in the dark night, with the angels wearing something, reading my words secretly, it shows me some mold
Lightning rod, this is our sign old
Under the deep clouds, a distant thunder is heard, this night I am wonder
What is my lucky time and number.



My song, this night, give me the strenght more
I'm looking at midnight sky, open your door
Guess me like the stars of the drops, hit the core
Bend from the head strange gore
I dream angels and winter ****
It enters my skin like a warm shore.

In our dream, our eyes meet anew, the path of emotion makes a real breakthrough
Me and you are the only crew
Various paths are written on the wall, she waves, sends a smile and a call
I no longer feel the pain, as if I were a doll, the shadows dragged me out of the storm, the act of the protocol.
She still laughs with angels, the music box awakens the memory of illusion
Find me in a song of warm fusion, my words make evolution, maybe a good solution
Thunder creates a huge consusion.
This night, long night, the moon is dark
I dream of dancing with angels and shining like a star.

Come over
Come this night, be with me
Come on, it's our month, we love this night
Come on, let's dance some more, it's not too late,
Come, love me, because then I have the greatest power.

It is autumn and leaves are flying and the air smells
Fall me heavy Novembar’s rain’s
Lightning, lightning, I adore you, but please, play quiet this night,
Come on this night and you do not have to more.

No, she does not hear me, no, my soul wants to jump
I feel like I'm at the stake
Oh, where are my heavenly midnight words?
To hear me, to see her, no one crosses.

In vain effort my dear thunder
She will not come, winds break my wings
No, no, do you hear me rain home
I'm going to a deep dark night to not see any face, I'm on my own.

I need to be alone now
Alone, somewhere far away, just me and the day
At night, I'll whistle to bring her to my dream
What kind of fate hides my palm.

Moonlight dream
I'm waking up in pure midnight
November night and everything is white in the sky,
Deep imagination in my dark mind
The air is fresh as a storm with a moonlight.

I'm going to a wild land
I talk with wolf, he's a good friend
I wonder, is this a forest or a wonderland?
The tow, the tow, the old friend, this is not a dessert land.

My life, my night rosses, my flower
I sail into the depths of the night sea, I am bower
Say the page, the words are strange, it's my tower
Moonlight air, moon's beauty as summer sunflower.

Hey moon, can you hear me? Give me the beam
I am a dreamer, I am still in my dream
Our heaven is, the great stars, the thunder is agleam
Lightning, lightning, you are in my dream

I'm running, it's a forest wolf, we're heading to the top of the hill
It's a little windy, but it's not frost
And here's the owl host
My dark night, pale light, I'll stay here, still ...

Dark day, cold, golden leaves, autumn, morning dew,
The dreamer is lost in the day, he loses his route, the poet sings his imaginative spew,
The painter gets inspiration, will create something new,
The spirit of poetry is growing, flying in the clouds, rhymes are rising, they are floating, the wind carries flue,
The debt appears after dark and deep morning, it is no longer so scary ,
I admire nature, my imagination jumps, I love words, I dream, I sing, I love, I am a visionary
I love lightning, thunders are my denary
All this is inspiration, the soul of poem, literary
I remember the beauty, sweetness, the height and the width of the old dude
I sat like a boy on him, sang, dreamed, dreamed, old poets cite
I looked in the eagles mildly contrite..