He has a treasure
He has a secret , hidden in his blue eyes
A small cross on his chest
A little god in his dreams
He has a morning shiny star
in his garden - soul
He has an evening shiny star
in his words
He has a wound
An open wish on his heart
So it can drink
Every dawn from him...
His glory star!
It changes every single night
His dream seems like the endless sea...
Dark Night! Sign Of Love!
His dreams are full of colors like heaven!
So when his time comes
Inside his dreams he walks
By feeling renaissance again
His star lightens his dance!
(written by Lia)
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