I have a secret,
a small cross on my body
and an evensong in my words.
I have a wound,
an open wish in my hand
for you to drink from, every dawn, my star.
It changes every time the night falls
the dreams seems like a river.
Darkness, a sign of love
the dream of Hades is the sky.
I have a charm,
a small God in my sleep
and a morning star in my garden.
And every Sunday
I lose myself in my small yard,
I get born again and feel.
It changes every time the night falls
the dreams seems like a river.
Darkness, a sign of love
the dream of Hades is the sky.