Текст песни
As a wave, you drown me in your tide,
A heady current, fierce and wide.
In your wake, only void remains inside,
Where my dreams have died.
You’re a lovely shadow, I see,
One I know I can never get.
Still I chase you relentlessly,
All my pride left behind.
You are art, you are storm
That carries away,
You’re a fragile flower
Beneath the rain.
A balance I lose,
Yet I call it my own,
You’re the hope
Of a broken soul.
In your eyes - both pain and peace I see,
Like fire, you bu
me till I scream.
But you warm me with your gentle heat,
When I’m dying in the cold’s extreme.
You’re a canvas where hues blend in a dance,
In aquarelle I sink, lost in trance.
Now I cannot understand and decree
How to erase what I have seen.
You are art, you are storm
That carries away,
You’re a fragile flower
Beneath the rain.
A balance I lose,
Yet I call it my own,
You’re the hope
Of a broken soul.
In your dance, you keep the scale,
Between extremes, you never fail.
From tender touch to sudden ire,
From hope’s light to despair, entire
You flow like music through my veins,
And gently touch my soul’s domains.
A mystery you’ll always be,
No solving needed - let it be.
You are art, you are storm
That carries away,
You’re a fragile flower
Beneath the rain.
A balance I lose,
Yet I call it my own,
You’re the hope
Of a broken soul.
