(bicho más cursi, contre xD)Lovers in the long grass
look above them,
only they can see
where the clouds are going,
only to discover
dust and sunlight
ever make the sky so blue.
Afternoon is hazy,
river flowing,
all around the sounds
moving closer to them
telling them the story
told by flora,
dreams they never knew.
Silver willows,
tears from Persia,
those who come
from a far-off island.
Winter Chanterelle lies
under cover
Glory-of-the-sun in blue.
Some they know as passion,
some as freedom,
some they know as love
and the way it leaves them.
Summer snowflake
for a season,
when the sky above is blue...
When the sky above is blue.
Lying in the long grass
close beside her,
giving her the name
of the one the moon loves.
This will be the day she
will remember,
when she knew his heart was
loving in the long grass
close beside her
whispering of love
and the way it leaves them;
lying in the long grass
in the sunlight
they believe it's true love,
and from all around them,
flora's secret
telling them of love
and the way it breathes, and
looking up from eyes of
amaranthine
they can see the sky is blue...
Knowing that their love is true...
Dreams they never knew...
And the sky above is blue.
