That night they hugged tight...
They walked side by side
hand by hand over the hill...
The beautiful hill ,over their village...
The one ,full with colourful flowers.
They run through the moonlight,
they kissed, they hugged,
they made love in the open,
beside the silver lake,
the one with the crystal waters.
That night they forgot the world,
They were just the two of them.
Two lovers in the beautiful hill.
At the end of the night ,
at the dawn of the day,
they layed on the soft grass
-hugged- staring at the rising sun
and the smaller fire globe,
that was coming closer and closer to earth.
They were together, one body, one soul ,
dreaming about tomorrow...
as if the world wasn't ending...