Ashent
Persistence Of Frailty
She asked to the Lord in dreamWhy he left her alone in this nightmareSo she spoke to the croaking crowBut it chattered only a wordShe laid down on a beach full of dreamsAnd she closed her eyes just waiting for the dawnBut the sun sick and worn outWill it ever rise again for her?And the thoughts got lost in the air of the morningLight waves from the great earthquake of the others awakeningAnd they followed the traces on a well-known roadDirected toward the beginning before all timeAnd as a child he asked of the priestBut he taught him for ceremonySo he spoke to his father in sorrowBut he answer was only silenceHe laid down on his bed aloneAnd he closed his eyes just waiting for the dawnAnd he saw her face againBrimming the empty space every momentAnd the thoughts got lost in the air of the morningLight waves from the great earthquake of the others awakeningAnd they followed the traces on a well-known roadDirected toward the beginning before all time
From Letras Mania