The sun is rising ...

... Golden streaks in the sky

in a handful of water

she's drowing leavings of the night

She's putting on white long dress

flowing like the morning haze

it's gonna be a lovely day ...

She's going to the garden

She's hiding there

She talks to the flowers

only they kmow all secrets of her soul

she gives them love care

they give her reason to be proud

Lilys daisys rosemary

only you can understand

things imposibille to say

She's hiding in the garden

far away from yesterdays and tomorrows

Once she used to cry

now her dreams are quite and plain

in the tender arms of green

she slowly learns how to forget

Every lonely night is better

then pretending face to face

but sometimes it's so hard to take

She's hiding in the garden

She's gonna stay there for a while

( maybe longer ?)

Leave her alone ... .