As slowly the wind blows across the fields..
I wonder how is she..
Where have all the young girls gone
the teasing eyes glinting like stars ?
reminds me of her face..like the moon..
Where have all the eagles flown,
Wonder why the crows fill the trees..
Mama told me to sleep under blue skies...
Cant remember when i did last.
Daddy told me to hold tight..
But I'm afraid.. I'm not supposed to be.
Cant smell the sunflowers like a bee.
In my child i used to gaze upon the horizon,
Does myopia surround me ?
I used to have lots of smiling friends,
Crack a joke and laugh with the wind..
Now they all seem to leave me,
I know I’m not supposed to cry, but how can i refrain
as each of them reach the grave before my eyes.
I look up the sky and i see a a ray of hope,
and i resolve,
"I'd fight all I've got too keep my friends alive",
And may be when someday i pass,
like them,
i can have a smile on my face,
like them,
did they think the same
as me...
as slowly the wind blows across the fields..
