There’s a lonely river that runs in my heart
instead the warm’th of blood shiwers she brings
but sometimes the water freezes
and there’s joy that i can feel
it doesnt last forever,but with humbleness i kneel..
I know the ice is melting,and the water leaks
and soon there wil be flooding,that’s how that river speaks .
It leaves me without nothing,at her naked shore
and i cannot run from there, it’s deep in my core..
I will not tell you friends, where the river starts,
cause it has no feelings,cause it needs more hearts
though the sight is prety, when the water flows
the ice within it watches you, the ice within it knows
if only for a second you let her coldness in
all you’ll ever know..will be blackness,will be sin..
(Sandro Nikolovski)
