Wind from the northern land
Cold touch of a snowflake
Sparkling sphere, masquerade dance
Pure love’s kiss dwelling on lips
While it’s never too late
Run across the dark dreamless bound
Fly above the woods
Don’t turn, never turn around
’cause they are coming for you
Run, drown deeper down
Hide in a fading melody’s sound
So they’ll never find you
Run across the dark cruel bound
Drown in the sea cold and blue
Don’t look, don’t turn around
They’re watching you
Wind will lead you ahead
Heart will whisper a dream
Tears through the night came back
Slowly warmth is haunted within
Touch of sundown
Song of the dawn
Kiss of midnight bound
While you’re ungone
Dream deep inside
Never lose your heart
So they’ll never catch you
Linlin's Poetry 