I ever never everwill watch the same picture in my head,
I will walk over the river to bring you some water and bread.
black riders comes over the hill,
I will fight against them, yes I will!
I was searching high at the top of the mountains,
to give me your name, where the sky touch the ground,
I was searching deep down at the ground of the see,
and look what the angels have give to me!
And now I don t give you back, never ever,
I will keep holding you in my arms forever.
Because it was you that I found, turning heaven and hell around.
So let the riders come to me, it s death what they want
They want you, but they will find me!
I will walk over the river to bring you some water and bread.
black riders comes over the hill,
I will fight against them, yes I will!
I was searching high at the top of the mountains,
to give me your name, where the sky touch the ground,
I was searching deep down at the ground of the see,
and look what the angels have give to me!
And now I don t give you back, never ever,
I will keep holding you in my arms forever.
Because it was you that I found, turning heaven and hell around.
So let the riders come to me, it s death what they want
They want you, but they will find me!
6 comments:
write me one pls .)
ahh, merci for visiting my blog *smile*. you're in france now? I only know the very basics of french. un peu, non courament :) i have to say english is my first language.
it sure does sound as if you're writing about someone real in your poems :)
he is writing about real someone!
Sometimes YES but not allways
it's really sweet of you.
at times, when one is sad or angry or glad, it is in the poems where you put feelings down in words.
does this someone(sometimes)know that you are writing poems about her? *smile*
write me one!!! :(
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