Words are slipping away From my lips Flooded with emotion I am As the mirage finally came to life

Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation

No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…

There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it

Incredible is my mother She is kind like no other A pure Angel is nothing compared… Beautiful and fraich as dew, Enchantress

He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times

When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,

What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever

Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes

Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering

Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted