I was born for Love, I knew it,
Since, when I was only five.
I would find it, I was sure,
I would search my whole life

For my Love, for my Man,
My Heart, my Treasure.
I was not looking for a pleasure,
But for my wings to spread and fly.

And, when I found you, I felt
My heart dropped down, then it melted.
My soul got the wings to rise
To paradise.

I was shy.
I could not say simple Hi ,
I was lost in my Love's blue eyes,
Ever changeable, like Sky.

But, I tried.
And, I thought, I made us tied
With that silky thread of passion,
Which, I hoped, would never die.

Love forever does exist!
Mine for you will never end.
Love and Death are two twin sisters,
Always walking hand in hand...

Your Love came, and then
Was gone, like gusty wind.
My poor Soul lost mighty wings.
I saw black Sun in empty Sky.

I have been lonely before,
And I have nothing to live for,
Because, my Spirit, born to fly,
Will now die.

Born to fly,
I want nothing, but to die.
If I do not see you now,
I won't last another night.

Let me cry,
Let my Soul break free and fly.
On white wings of Love it could not,
On black wings of Death it might...

Serafima Yanovskaia.2000.




The artwork and the song
are created by me.






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