Rainbow

My love for you is dying now,
from burning flames, to cold desire.
Those burning flames - could go on higher,
but you choose the cold desire.

For every end, there is a new beginning,
and after every rainbow, there is a sunny sky.
But I feel, that I'm winning,
and after a long rough road: "I still could reach the sky."

The night grows cold, and I still love you,
But deep down, in my heart, I know you'll not return!
I'll write you songs, be in my dreams.
You met a dreamer from the east.

Again the sun will shine for many
but if tomorrow comes too late: "Don't ask me why!"
If we lose somehow, remember - just reach out...
and touch that precious rainbow in the sky.

by Silvana Krculic

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