I can hear the soft wind blows,
but it is just like an echoing cry
I cant see the colorful flowers,
all are faded and so dry.
I can not see the moon and stars,
what has happened everything is dark
I love the sea and she sing for me,
with the whitest waves mixed blue and green.
I can not see the cheer before
which she always does joyfully.
the nights are so long why sun forgets to glow
I lost my sense or am i wrong.?
only one thing i can feel it now
thats your face and your heart full love