Take Me

Saša Milivojev - TAKE ME Take me to eternity With the smell of moist hair With the sadness of a spring night Take me I lie on a black moth’s wing Circling round the lampion Through the darkness Vanishing like dust Carried by the wind The truth I won’t accept Saddened by the cold look I fall into Hades If you still exist Come and take me to the midst of people Saša Milivojev visit: www.sasamilivojev.com