A keresés eredménye

Ice

Spilling onto piles of rock
Uselessly flowing forward
Burning the granite mill
Greedily swallowing ice
 
Cold creek
Of our hopes
That will forever
Melt the ice
 
Without touching
The delicate water
It melted
With an easy whisper of silence
 
Fog laying down on the rocks
Closing the sky
Gifting earth kisses
Turns into fragile ice
 
Cold creek
Of our hopes
That will forever
Melt the ice
 
Without touching
The delicate water
It melted
With an easy whisper of silence
 
Time runs fast
But every time
It melts the ice
Inside of our hearts
 
Time runs fast
But every time
It melts the ice
Inside of our hearts
 
Without touching
The delicate water
It melted
With an easy whisper of silence
 
Without touching
The delicate water
It melted
With an easy whisper of silence