Two hearts are moving fast, they’re flying. The sound of beating hearts. It’s desire, Desire of the love never ends. The moon is lighting up solemn bents.
We’re sleeping. The whisper Of trust makes inspired tonight. Wow. Time so slow, World so low Nymph melody of hearts, beating.
We don’t feel a speed of the car. And forces to move so slow only truck. A wish for flying to distant spot. I think we have a font, common font.
I’m feeling separation with every mile. There is no sedation. My dreams are dry. My life is dry. My future die. Wish you’ll not cry.