On the edge, beneath the paradise
A crossover between what real and what not,
And what remains, never remain.
Fidelity of your eyes draws the light
beyond the reach, breach between steps
Between us lies ominous water and we,
in between indifferences.
Can it happen,
Glimpses of our memories ride the sky?
I rest my peace in you, your smile sleeps inside me?
Can the rain complete our incomplete lucid dreams.
The eighth melody hangs on the cliff,
What often feels your touch often feels a lonely mist.
In your beauty distances can prevail,
Echoes of heaven find inside you the Holy Grail.