weeping

A sweet dream I dreamed
and you were there
holding tight my hand
but when the sunlight
kissed my pale face
There was nothing
And I cried and cried...

Through my skin
I feel the cold death
there's no more pride
that I must to hide
I cannot weep away my tears
and the solitude falls down
in my crying, my crying...

Soon the mother earth
will lay my heart to rest
and the pain will be quiet
in my closed eyes...
But when the day be rainy
you will hear my soul
still crying and crying