My Beloved One Poem by Haris Krupalija

Like wind that swallows the hair while pushing,
And struggle you fight thourgh life,
Emotions of the insanity when everything's gone,
I will call you,
My beloved one.

I've never dreamed of being king with the crow,
I've always hoped to live beside the ones I love,
With faith in my heart,
I will call you,
My beloved one.

So as it stands on the wind of change,
Nightmare we went thourgh will always be there,
As a reminder that nothing is forever,
Not us neither our love,
My beloved one.