HORIZON

Don’t know how

to cross this city.

I had

a chance to come back again.

Rf.: Broken streets

I wasted behind me.

Was it raining there

the last day?

Broken streets –

there we ran together.

Was it raining there

the last day?

...Or was it you crying?

I don’t know how

I ran from your laughter.

Proud and stupid I was,

and saw fear in your eyes.

Rf.: Broken moments

I wasted behind me.

Was it raining there

the last day?

Broken moments...

and your eyes,

that asked me –

“Am I dreaming?”

but you cried again.

Rf.: Broken streets

I wasted behind me.

Was it raining there

the last day??

Broken moments...

and your eyes,

that asked me –

“Am I dreaming?”

but you cried again.