Claus Ogerman
Triste
Sad is to live in solitudeFar from your tranquil altitudeSad is to know that no one ever can live on a dreamThat never can be, will never beDreamer awake, wake up and see.Your beauty is an aeroplaneSo high my heart can't bear the strainA heart that stops when you pass byOnly to cause me painSad is to live in solitude
From Letras Mania