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Talk to me about birds trying to reach the fruits of the sky. Talk to me about trees moving towards seasons' colors, Seeding the wind, green leafs gnarled falling on founts of the earth. Talk to me about these dreams of fire, the stormy thoughts Blasting off like trembling stars Too scared, too bleary Reflection of images kept and grasped. Look at my eyes, a request is hanging by my eyelashes As I perne round all those unspoken words. Fortunes of gold and stone carving our paths, Turning time to hours of the dawn. Take blue to form your sea of dreams And let me swim inside her, drinking her salt Like a lost boat, a desperate castaway. Take red to explode passion on my body Like a thirst I could never satisfy. Even if floating volcano lava lead us astray This condemnation will be the last drop of rain In a dry, arid desert. And when the night falls on your senses Take the light of the moon to fill my sleep With silk fibres. Until my promises embrace your agony We'll touch the temptations and the beauty of the world. Until my silence becomes your voice We'll fill with prayers our reflections. Until we find one another again We'll search through lives and souls Different names and eyes, Passing from hell to heaven Until I find you again.

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