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jueves, 17 de marzo de 2011

With my tiny hands

With my tiny hands
I wanted to reach the sky
to build a castle in the clouds
for you
for me

With my tiny hands
I wanted to hold the stars
and light your dark soul
to you
to me

With my tiny hands
I wished to hold you
and never ever let go
but dreams fall apart
like snow scattered in the wind
like clouds paint the sun black
my tiny hands
couldn´t protect my dreams
and they flowded like water,
rainy day of my tears.

One by one
my tiny hands
scatter the white petals from a wish,
a rose is dying
and my heart is calling to it.

Somewhere between here and there
our hearts are missing,
shoutig each others names
and I wonder
if my tiny hands will reach to you
again and again,
wishing to brake the distance
and bring you home to me,
to the place of memories.

Somewhere between you and me
if my tiny hands could hold your hands,
hands tied by the thread of destiny,
waiting to find its way back.

A rainbow of hope in the sky
Can't you see it?
Open your eyes and look up,
the same sky as mine,
dark or bright,
raise your hand
and reach for it,
the same sky connects us,
connects our hands,
connects our dreams.

I wonder if the rose petals
my tiny hands sacettered
will reach you with the wind
Can't you hear my wish?
Take my tiny hand
and come back,
come home,
come back to me.

Our hands are tied
by the red thread of destiny,
I wish for two hearts
to beat like one,
like you and me.


Our hands are tied
by the red thread of destiny


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