Night is falling. The soul mourns with tears. The haunting silence would quench her. Nagymaros has become a glowing island! As the last survivor of Atlantis, tell me what will happen to you? Ultimate shelter was ruined by the next rampage, hurricane mouths, squeaky fury! - I'll still be here, if at all
i need something!
 
There was a whirlwind all week, rapping lines all day long - silencing the immortality of letters among the ruins of pages! As a character, I sent you a text message, deaf to your ears, so that your evocative memory will never forget what ever burst into the tunnels of our soul between us.
For a long time, we were only aliens, uninhabited continents, orbiting each other independently.
 
A paradise of hearts, dear immortal The universe was dreamed about by the deceived thought: We are stupid! "Perhaps the Heart is sitting in peace with you now." In your apartment: Inaugurated, ready for your new life, your common household. The floor is covered with children's toys and legos building blocks.
To relax? Or do you just smile with your perfect romance? - You don't know it, except on secret roads. You felt that way you had to do it because it demanded your emotional Rended, your biological clock soaring and agile ticking!
 
Your hands on your belly proclaiming fertility, your ancestor's womb, are surprised to find out: Baby Mature Care Made Mature! - Late hours are often haunted by alley glances. Naughty, naughty fairy or whoever gets hurt, move on!
 
The chocolate waterfall of your chestnut hair is still floating in front of me - I comfort you from afar. I'd water your dear heart with a lighter salty distillate, but it can't! Whispers in your ears: Your almond eyes were more burning than lava! My aching eyes just amaze, you are still vulnerable to eternal love!