Fresh air,
shiny stars,
her black hair
and blue eyes.

She´s an angel.
Angel of death.
She came here
because of me.

I´m waiting,
waiting for her smile.
Smile which set sme free
and makes me fly.

She´s immortal
in this world of wars.
She suffers,
because of us.

She touched my hand
and took my life.
One life ended
and new starts.

She looked at me
and told me once:
´You´re the one´
´You´ll have a new life.´

She gave me her pain,
lying on her wings.
And told me:´Don´t worry!´
´Once you will be free!´

She closed her eyes
and dissapeared with a smile.
She left me alone,
alone with my fear,
in the middle of a bad dream!


I flew away,
up into clouds,
with the tears
on a black blouse.

I lost my feelings.
Jus pain staied in my mind,
pain of the world
and suffer of my heart...

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