nedelja, 30. december 2012 @ 16:09 CET
Sad emotion fill the heart
of rider searching for traces
of past love songs heaven beauty
verses love passions dreams of beauty.
heart of rider death of rider,
stone of death.
As knew him well the best friend of his,
as now strides on broken bones now dust
on heart of brave man
even though he was not lion
but a man who could fight love
hate and cry.
He had it all in him, and he did gave
all he could for single dream. All he had.
As the misfortunes of life demanded
he gave it all he had.
Not even tears are left in him.
Te last word still echo saying:
go man go there when I pass "away"
plat a flower in the desert storm.
as flower will grow again in love beauty
in love and glory from pains tears traces -
of love and beauty, that why the flower wil grow.
There is but one lonesome Rose in death of deser night
in silence, where there realm of nobody
but flower had been planted in sand of a desert storm,
now starts growing.
All was there as he told the tall stories
stories of a desert of love
with flower full of beauty love and glory.
Plant this Rose he said....and he moved in
dimensions to the rider yet unknown.
All is quiet now, but the lone Rose shivering
in desert sand planted in the desert storm
all he wished was done for him.
A Rose planted fo him in a sand of a desert storm,
for now He is gone in to uknown,
while Rose of Love and Beauty
shivers alone in a desert storm.