Across The Bridge

Across the hills, right through the fields
Above the sky, above the dreams
Across the darkness of midnight thrill

Forgotten reality
Masterpiece lost in the dark
Drunken poor melody
For the virgin’s cold heart

My deep ever lost dream
Burning within, forever in me

Calling and calling my name
For another day, another pain
Dark passion play
Another cold game

Across the hills, right through the fields
Far far away to the dreams
Across the bridge and to the shore to forgive
The last sigh, one last breath resting forever within

Across the hills, across the bridge
I’m running to see one last song on the stage
Forgotten tale, one last show
To live one more night and then go
With wild memories to flow
Silently away

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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