2019.03.10.
Fields Of Poppies
Fields of poppiesGreen horizons
The beauty warms me
The warmth seduces me
It reveals itself to me
I'm afraid of the truth
But the dreams are soft
When I wake up in them
(I wake up in them...)
Only your outlines
Imprinted on my heart
Feelings are, just like the thoughts
Sweet and sour
What if the beginning
Didn't have an ending?
Would you coddle me
On the way towards the Sun?
(I wake up in them...)
Your words are echoing in the air
While the butterfly is dancing, and when that distracts me
I pick what I enjoy
I'm thinking of you again
I'm dreaming, on the roof of the sky
I'm dreaming, on the wind of hope
I'm swimming through a cinnamon cloud
And dream only for the two of us (x2)