The cerulean lake

Come here, come here
we have to go
the island was black do you know ?
In my dream we will
now appear
together to be, real life is near
My soul had wings after that night
the clouds were bending to hang my little dream
my emotions like waves reaching the skies
how close i am, i feel but i can't see you
oh, sweet curse, father now i see
i have to tell you something, i will come there someday,
wait for me
Come here, come here
we have to go
in that island no one is alone
I fell down in a dirty slump
in a flower garden
flames from flowers, thorns
killing silence, why
i can't see you father
Now i got what you are hiding
how could i know what was ?
in the waves of your cerulean lake i'll swim
and death is now past