Secret Winds
As Divine Grace
Sleeps, those slices of death
How I loathe them
In dreams wishpers are calling from darkness
Look at you when your soul are calling
The time stands still but you are falling
I passed away but I'm still screaming
I open my eyes and I am sleeping
Face of empyrean blows cold winds
Which freeze tearful stream
The bound of my grief
When deep sleep falls on me
Fear came upon me and trembling
Which made all my bones to shake
Every time when I close my eyes
Behold! The life flowers of my mind fade away
...If The Swan Fly...
Like the evening sun I die
But I remember smile
As I writhe-I laugh
Come fly with me and nourish the wind
Fly as the swan and sylph esteem you
Lie there my heart
I walk bleak path
I veil another time with tears
I hear nightinggale's song from eternity
It sear my soul
Come...
Fly...
The beauty of this dawn
Her unfading glow enshare me
I soar into her arms
She dress me with kisses
The frail wind swings my blue cradle
I bask in there
Come...
Fly...
I utter my farewell
...if the swan fly...