My child, you lie bare on the pebbles,
the wind breezing through your undone hair,
like the springtime in the course (that is my life),
a diamond fallen out of the treasure box.
Only the Light itself could
erase the secret marks
of my fingertips on your wrists.
I loved you, I still love you and always will.
And regardless of what you do,
there is Love wherever you look -
in the smallest recesses of space
and the briefest dreams where you linger.
Love - as if it poured
bare onto the pebbles.
The heaven claims to know you,
and while truly sublime,
it never comes near, but
I've seen it captured within the fabric of your light.
The world is full of regrets,
full of unfulfilled promises,
but, your are the only one for which I was created
I loved you, I still love you and always will.
And regardless of what you do,
there is love wherever you look -
in the smallest recesses of space
and the briefest dreams where you linger.
Love - as if it poured
bare onto the pebbles.
We will take flight from the same pier
with same reflections in our eyes,
in this life and in the one thereafter
you will remain my only opus.
I will go to paint your portrait
on all the ceilings of every palace,
and all the walls that I am able to find.
Beneath them all I will sign that
Only the Light itself could...
And my fingertips on your wrists
I loved you, I still love you and always will...
My child, you lie bare on the pebbles, the wind breezing through your undone hair, like the springtime in the course (that is my life), a diamond fallen out of the treasure box.
Only the Light itself could erase the secret marks of my fingertips on your wrists. I loved you, I still love you and always will.
And regardless of what you do, there is Love wherever you look - in the smallest recesses of space and the briefest dreams where you linger. Love - as if it poured bare onto the pebbles.
The heaven claims to know you, and while truly sublime, it never comes near, but I've seen it captured within the fabric of your light.
The world is full of regrets, full of unfulfilled promises, but, your are the only one for which I was created I loved you, I still love you and always will.
And regardless of what you do, there is love wherever you look - in the smallest recesses of space and the briefest dreams where you linger. Love - as if it poured bare onto the pebbles.
We will take flight from the same pier with same reflections in our eyes, in this life and in the one thereafter you will remain my only opus.
I will go to paint your portrait on all the ceilings of every palace, and all the walls that I am able to find. Beneath them all I will sign that
Only the Light itself could...
And my fingertips on your wrists I loved you, I still love you and always will...