Roman Rain My Way
I would be the light blue Frosen queen Engraved far away Among ices winds You would be the ray Of the up-coming sun Alighting our land Changing eternal night
My Way Differs From Yours
I would be the star Crashing down from skies You would be a child Catching me in your palms I would be the rose Newborn and fresh You would be the snow Freezing my flesh
My Way Differs From Yours
It lays in other universe
My Way Differs From Yours
But anyway they have to cross
(One day they'll cross)
