Masks hide what we fear to show
The deepest parts of us we know
Covered like untouched fields of snow
You are the spring
You are the spring
Tunnels that never see the light
Bring us dreams within the night
In their discovery do we fight
You have the sight
You have the sight
You taught the blind to see again
Took off my mask and breathed me in
Agree to join me till the end
You understand
You understand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very pretty poem....it's good.....Vallerie