She has a hand of reasons to loose him
   He liberates her often hidden smile
   She buried trust faded away
   He swallowed any promises they made
  
   Darkness to weave its silent track
   Stars decorate a shroud of black
   Night closed the door on a fertile mind
   And captured the light that the day worked so hard to provide
  
   Vibrant golden hues
   Melt into morning's hurried bloom
   Whisper the secrets from night to day
   Bird announces the dawning and fills it with praise
  
   And the wound slowly heals
  
   Voices inferior
   Voices inferior
  
   And the wound slowly heals
  
   Moon raise your head
   From a soft horizon bead
   Shine on a thirsty ground
   Merciless sun steals the water for the sky to drown