Hey you

Hey you ,
my little rose
Covered by drops , reflecting the red sun
Sun from far, far away
Sun from the place I would like to run

Hey you
My fresh blue blue sky
Containing drops , reflecting bird’s and flies
Birds coming from far away
From the world when I’d like to live and die

My exotic Bird
My little Sun
With or without touch
You can’t deny you’re mine

My little girl
Little girl o’ mine
best sector of my world
My heaven, my sky

Hey me
Yeah I’m talking with myself
Look at her hair , her eyes
You can see her purity
Yesterday, today or tonight

Hey me

Wrong will rise

Wrong will rise
Up to the sky
If there is nothing
What they care about

Good will fall
When they wont take control
When they will hide
And draw stop signs and lines

Walking in the Moonlight

Walking in the moonlight
Afraid of the silver clouds
Afraid of the no moon night
Afraid to lose my path

Sunshine is too short
And maybe too bright
But now I must survive
Night after night

But I believe
There will come the day
Where I as see nothing but sun

You’re my sun baby
And I suffer cause I don’t see your light
And I suffer cause I’m afraid of the night

So before the sunset
I’m must tell you I want to some rays as close as Can I
And you are my sun today, and every day and night

Men

One man is prefering two others
and give them four shiny swords
swords made by four poor men
which weapons are just their words