1 февр. 2019 г., 11:45

The man with the harp... - part II 

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/ The wound /

 

Nobody's home

Room silent remains

A deep wound on the body bleeds

Which will eventually leads soon to an end

Memory of an ivory holding the mind

Still awake

And then she'll hear the man's mourn 

 

"I have told you this before, you know... " -

I spoke, "Sing to me the song of Calimir,

just like the times where we were

dancing among the trees"

And so he did

His hands for a last time the harp embraced

His voice quietly was signing and so

My soul was dreaming of...

And the eyes I hardly kept open

Now are closed

 

And then suddenly he stopped

"Don't be afraid. I was just listening

And wandering through

the places we have been to." - I said,

holding tight his hand

"Please, sing it again, my friend

I want to know where he went

After he lose his faith" - then added

The man's smile was a gift I gladly took

His eyes I quietly look

"I shall sing as long as you can hear,

As long as you're here with me, my dear.

I shall never let our memories disappear

In Lethean, 

I shall play for you as long as you're near." -

then he told me with a single tear on his eyes. 

"I shall no die yet, 

It's just a wound of a spear"I said 

"Now sing me the song again 

And do not stop even when I close my eyes 

I shall listen. For you I shall be awake,

For you I shall live"

And so he did

He singed while playing on the harp's strings... 

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