My heart has lost its pace,
and dreams has lost its freedom.
Our love that ended too soon,
will be kept a promise unspoken;
carried into a thousand years after.
My powerlessness gives ways to floods of regrets,
as I await here in the ruins,
for you to walk towards me.
The light refracting from my tears,
won't contain enough of the love you deserve.
Because a thousand years from now,
I'll have been long gone from this earth.
Unable to tenderly lead your hands,
or softly kiss your forehead.
Don't wait until a thousand years has passed,
when the world will have long forgotten me.
When the dusk of the deserts have turned red,
will there be someone who could save me;
from a thousand years of loneliness?
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