Between the straits 2 версия

Записал в чуть лучшем качестве Ray of light Marking the border between July And neverending spleen of mine Playfully shimmering with the dance Of willow leaves as they give me another chance To cross the line and melt into romance. . As real and firm as trance. Melt in a separate reality. Where shadows gain vitality Where consequence touches the cause and shines Like branches that regain the roots their lifelines As a way to know why my soul gently whines: To let my people go. Between the straits They seep away Escape the fate Of suffering in vain