Sandstorm

It all began on an April night The light illuminated a gentle face There was a rose and then a jasmine Her scent was warm and full of anise She had that silhouette full of perfection Like a sculpture full of color Her smile made me fall in love Could I escape from that smell? It was the rain under the sun Her shadow was cold Even if her voice was full of heat She was a beautiful light in a sky full of darkness Her skin had scars But she never showed pain She was as strong as the oak As fragile as a flower She couldn't sleep Every night, memories were her visit Dreams full of fear There was a laugh that ended her life It would be an April night When her light ended She hadn't cried in years The memory ended her It was the rain under the sun Her shadow was cold Even if her voice was full of heat She was a beautiful light in a sky full of darkness Her skin had scars But she never showed pain She was as strong as the oak As fragile as a flower A rope was her destiny Her stained body remained She was a beautiful girl In the body of a flower It was the rain under the sun Her shadow was cold Even if her voice was full of heat She was a beautiful light in a sky full of darkness Her skin had scars But she never showed pain She was as strong as the oak As fragile as a flower