When life turned into the awe
Dreams flow above the sky
Light of North
Caressing tales within
For a lost horizon
Poet’s sorrow dwells in a kite
Hope and dream once entwined
Cherishing a moment of dawndream lullaby
Calling song for a nightingale of mine
I fall into madness
To find once lost heart
Across the crimson fields
Through cleansing waves of desire’s art
To dream of ones never told to be healed
Story through eyes of thousand seas
Call of a lullaby, dream of a kite
Whispering to the longing waves
Dawn of dreamlight, song of the night
Loving the soul from North so far away
I fall into madness
To find once lost heart
Across the crimson fields
Through cleansing waves of desire’s art
To dream of ones never told to be healed
Story through eyes of thousand seas