Lost In Tales By A Poet’s Heart

Waters of midnight sea
Flowing waves of the dark
Dawn withers in whitening fantasy
Dwelling in songs of early skylark

Sing in the silence, sing flying free
Let eternity bear this luring feel
Unveil all the beauty in me

Sing to the dawn, sing to the moon
Caress a call of awe resting in blue
My infinite dream of sweet morning dew

Innocent lakes, meadows of life
Dreams in a poet’s heart
Childish games, lullabies and tales
Dwelling deep making my heart light
Every ride starts with pale winter lullaby

Bring me home
Oh sweet song
Winter morn
My call of awe
Lullabies lost in tales
Sung by a heart of a nightingale

Innocent lakes, meadows of life
Painted by a poet’s hand, dreamed by his heart
Childish games, lullabies and tales
Flowing with your songs, my nightingale
Dwelling deep making my heart light
Every ride starts with pale winter lullaby

Lullabies lost in tales
Caressed by a poet’s heart
Sung by a heart of a nightingale