Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Voyage

We travel this road to find happiness.
Everyone is a traveler, carrying his own never-healing wounds.
See? You look good with a smile on your face.
How many times have I gotten lost?
Every time, the one who extended hiswarm helping hand was you.
At the end of this long path, what will we think?
Everyone is a traveler, wandering about in search of love.
Let's go together until we tire of it.
What I wanted to be?
Not a princess.
What I wanted to have?
Not glass slippers.
What I wanted to be?
I wanted to be with you.
What I wanted to have?
Was your smiling face.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Because of you

We have come to know each other little by little
But suddenly I find I know nothing about you
Please tell me what you feel by the time I understand it
You can even shout
My love grew when we couldn't meet
My heart ached because my voice didn't reach you
I found I couldn't go back to the times
When I had not known you
Please don't smile with such sorrowful eyes
As if you were about to be broken and disappear
What can I do, my dear?