Night of Silence
Night of silence, night of forgetting,
write me with your soft
and dark pencil
lines of lost songs
and lines of love.
Someone sings from blue rocks
high above,
mist of a morning first silent,
now filled with dreams.
Waves of sadness
over the bottom of a sea of songs,
abandoned and yellow,
I feel your heart beating.
A heart of a sad morning,
full of desires, love and also loneliness.
You, my voyager from a distance,
you bring me the starry nights
with your sober and colourful heart.
It is you, who engraves in me desire
with the power of a volcano
from a far away horizon.
Slowly, slowly,
I do not want to leave you scared
with my dreams.
Slowly, slowly,
my love,
find slowly to the future,
find confidence in this night of silence
and of splendor and of love.
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