Girl with medallion
I returned to your world like a mysterious thunder,After the days of exile and the battles for faith.
You've accepted me now and gave me your shelter
Not even known who is covered with masks.
In that day of the winter our ways came across
I was covered with snow, falling so deep.
My heart was beating faster, but I couldn't resist
And I understood that you should know the truth.
The heart made with silver I was wearing those days
Keeping your image was like a presence of you.
And I opened it in front of your faces
I felt that it touched you so fondly instead.
Those days without you was so gloomy and lonely,
I was young and naïve – and destroyed by my rivals
But invisible shelter was guiding me with rhythm,
And I didn't know that there were always you.
When the time will arrive – the ice will be broken,
I'm not scared anymore – my life is in your hands.
Yes, I've changed a lot – I'm alive because of your music,
I'm the dancer from Moscow; I'm the girl with the medallion.
Poetry by Dancer in the dark
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Written on 2007-11-29 at 00:04
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