hear my ballad
spring in thy eyes
loving heart
in dreams...

you have taken an oath
to abandon that city
come to me...
let’s make love
spring is here
dream with me...

that city is burning
there is no need for apology
falling melodies from your lips
holding rhythm in my room

if you were born to create
come and dream with me...
that city is burning
desert it...!

sing a song
burn it in your dream
look that city will record us
come with me dream on...!


Gunsel Djemal-Bellingham 13/04/2009