What is friendship??
I always asked myself that question
Is it passion?
Or secretariat?
Or what?
"The friendship is all that and more
The friendship is the heart's passion for his friend's love
The friendship is the secretariat of your heart with them
The friendship is a life of having hope
The friendship build for you
The friend that never leaves your thoughts
That holds your secretariat
Holds your secrets
Gives you happiness
Heals you in your sadness and pain
This beautiful friendship
Fill your life with beautiful flowers
And singing birds
And rivers make the music
This is friendship
Then who's your friend that fills your life with happiness?"
A voice said
Moves my soul
A friend fills my life with happiness?
Who is that friend?
Who's holding my secrets?
Who gives me happiness?
Who are they? Who?
"Who except her?
Who except her sneaked into your heart
And you sneaked into hers?
Who except her was and still
Your love and hope soul?
Who except her was and still
Your special and shining moon?
Who except her was and still
The biggest part of your heart and bigger?
Who except her is your beautiful and calm music?
Who except her that her smile is your only heal?
And for whom except her soul a soul loves?
And who except her with a shiny and beautiful face
Who except her?
How can you forget her
After all what she did with you?"
What an angry voice shouted in my ears
You draw her in my imagination
But that is not enough
Angry voice
I didn't forget her
But didn't know that calm voice
Meant her
Angry voice
Tell me... Who can forget her?
Who can forget that beautiful smile?
Or that beautiful face?
The sixteen of December
Is the time
Is the day of born the hope in my life
Is the birth of my hope light
Angry voice
I didn't and won't forget her
Happy birthday to
The most beautiful drawing
That voice draws
In my imagination