Let me kiss upon brow
&, don't be afraid of world now
what is luv? More let me know
you are so sweet, I deem
&, of course like a dream
never let hope flown away
doesn't matter night or day
amid the sounds of roar
I stand alone on tormented shore
trying hard to hold
sand in my hand
a little, yet how it creep
like a feeling of solitude in deep
Oh! God, what if I could hold
nothing but hap's fold
then realized all what seem
is nothing but a dream...
