duminică, 16 ianuarie 2011
...just wait for rain to come
I wait the rain to put its charm onto my face
to make me smile like I never smiled before.
I wait the rain under my green umbrella,
covering my gloom with grace...
I believe we can be friends.
Just think: I can awake her clouds with words I bring to life,
She slays my sadness into pieces with cold drops as knives.
I wait the rain to come and take me for a walk,
gentle to embrace me and hurl my green umbrella far away
just two best friends...never in need to talk.