Swanlike

My youth was filled with forlorn dreams Brothers from the same ground like me died soon But I awoke from this virtuous dilemma And in that moment I knew No more pain inside my mind When it all falls apart No more beyond my name Loose a grip of all co

I hold my breath for a moment A soft breeze passes me by hiding this place In the palm of y hands Emotions playing through the rain When is the new beginning The pale-faced picture in the mirror of tears Has been waiting for so long -torn- In my begi

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glints on snow I am the sunlight an ripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain I am the soft stars that shine at night Do not stand at my

I will celebrate myself again Naked dying, proud of what I am I dream and invite my fading soul Observing human sphere at all atone Swanlike I turn away from your despair Can't you see there's no beg for pardon Swanlike I turn away from your despair

A sweet disorder in the dress Kindless in clothes a wantonness A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction An erring lace which here and there Enthralls the crimson stomacher I'm crying here Would you ever come with me Never let me infi