Broken Heart

At the dawn of this golden spring My heart broke And like a wilted flower He lost all his beauty Like a dream unfinished Our story ended abruptly Carrying away with him our crazy thoughts Between yesterday’s dreams and today’s reality my mind was sailing Awaken, I could no longer sleep so I stay here pondering over what was going on Morpheus my friend of yesterday left me God of heaven, am I lost? Have I taken the wrong path? My heart, frail like a newborn Is trampled again But driven by an innate maternal instinct I wrapped him in a white linen And like a rekindled flame He beamed and let himself be lulled In the hollow of my cosy arms Galvanized by a strong glimmer of hope and pride We are now ready to stand up and face Because isn’t it true that only those who struggle meet success and joy Therefore we will seek for happiness wherever it is