Whirling ceaselessly,
droplets caressing her soul;
she uplifts her face,
to capture the beauty,
that nature bestows.
Singing along the trail,
she searches for the colours,
in the reflection of river.
Let looses the unseen chords,
to make heart beat rhythmically;
for she knows it's not the end,
for every second a flower blooms.
And when the fight is never ending Neither heart nor mind is helping I wish to tear away the cloak And make you travel round the clock For the heart rhymes of love And the soul sets free a dove You just gaze into my eyes Yet you can't find the broken lies When the burden gets too heavy to hold I want to take the ugly road For the destination seems to gloom Till the hopes of being lost bloom Lost in crowd, you only wish to weep For the whispers of mine never sleep
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