Flowers to the ground

It’s a land of despair

Yellow colors vanishes

For autumn to breathe

In a nightmare surreal

From ashes in the fire

Will burst buds of leaves

Eclectic bloom it’s what we see

In a flush of light

Only will prevail

Camomilla Dreams

Floating upon the ground

Light spirits burning down

Smoke on the surface

Blinding our senses

Whispering into my ears

Senseless verses

Perfumes in the air

Reminding me my faces

Walking on these tracks full of air

I will emerge on thе clear day

And you will see

All my majesty

I will emеrge on the clear day

And you will see

All my majesty

Flowers to the ground

It’s a land of despair

Yellow colors vanishes

For autumn to breathe

In a nightmare surreal

From ashes in the fire

Only will prevail

Camomilla dreams

The ground, look on, look on

Around, and on, and on

Here and only here, here and now

Will shine flowers on the ground

Hear me now

Feel me now

Hear me now

From the ground

Hear me now

From the ground