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Hope is gone
Flooded by the moonlight,
An old woman standing back a hill side.
Lonely seems her fragile body there,
Lost her husband, no one else who takes care.
Lost through sickness within a coven,
Never stopped this deeply loving.
Glazing look with milky eyes,
Never thought of any lies.
A deadly sickness is destroying her body,
Her soul is walking through a hospital lobby.
Continuously whispering the name of him,
This is such a sadly sin.
She was strong all her life,
But where should she go, this widowed wife?
Left with the only wish to die,
She wants to climb the hill and fly.
Fly away toward heavens gate,
Leave her life, no fear nor hate.
Return his heart back to her soul,
Making them once more a whole.
Her eyes rise up to the sky,
She is mumbling the word why.
In slow motions her hands fold,
The wind which surrounds her is autumn cold.
Slowly closing her eyes,
Was my life set out of lies?
I have born a child,
And ended up in the doomed wild?
Thoughts are taking her sanity,
Once they had lived there life’s full of charity.
Her lips are moving slowly,
Forming words that once were holy.
“Lord you gave and you took. But why did you leave me alone back in this cold deep wild, Love used to keep me alive, and now I’m forced to dive.
Dive in the black lake of tears which was left back, no grip for me to hold on. No chance in my view to live any longer.”
He took her soul, but won’t take her heart,
It is such a sinful bitter type of art.
A tear running down her cheek,
She never had felt her body such weak.
Once more her lips speaking words, but sweet,
Doesn’t know where her way will lead.
Her eyes open slight,
Will he be there to guide?
“Beloved husband of mine, I’ll stay here till the sun will shine. I know you are watching me, I wish I could see. My skin had touched the salty water; I was left back with a son and… a daughter. But my time will come soon, latest in spring when our fields start to bloom. I hope you will wait for me back in heaven, only a few weeks left, to be honest… 7. I love you so much and I will follow you to find once more my liberty, I will leave this place full of misery.”
A smile which lasts on her weak face,
There is a little sparkle full of life within her glace.
Staying here to wait for the sun to rise,
A purified soul which never got touched by any lies.
††Gewittmet an meine Oma, ich weiss das es schwer fuer dich ist, Ich liebe dich ueber alles. ††
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