Don't teach me to cry....as the time's already done
when will u know how much a love u......gal
for whom i defied cities ...and i'll go on defying
if u ask for the sea...in your eyes i'll pour it
if u ask for the sun...in your hands i'll throw it
i love u on the clouds i wrote it
and for the sparrows and trees i sing it
i love u on the water i engrave it
and for children i recite it
don't teach me to cry....cuz time's already done
you are a warm quiver on my frozen fingers
you are a confusing question over my lips
you are a stream of sufferings in my deeps
around which grow green fields
you are the instigator of the crises
that crush the livings and revive the deads
don't teach me to cry...cuz time's already done
you help me my sweet
be the water that revives the seed
tell me sweet lies
to bring back what the past buries
to bridge what seas and mountains separates
to collect from darkness the ashes of memories
don't teach me to cry...as the time's already done
i am breaking down the world by agonizng words
after i shaped it with the same words
with your sweet palms u shaped the beauty
and with them u created life out of the rusty
with your soft hands u sieved the sea
that it no longer likes to be salty
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Akka Khelelaine.
Published on e-Stories.org on 17.11.2008.
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