Thousand Mirrors, One Face
In thousand mirrors I was looking
To see a face – sweet and known
In thousands lakes I was swimming
To find something lost and gone.
How can you seek what you don’t possess?
How can you feel without a heart?
How can you dream of kisses and caress?
When life’s dark and hard?
Though my journey seems to never end
For I am searching for a crying Dove
Rocks and mountains in my way’ll stand
Truths, myths, Love I’ll never comprehend
Each mirror shows a thing I despise
Just a man’s face, an ordinary life…
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