Treasure Island

Angelique Hell

(France)

Cendres de Lune


When your sun will burn away
I'll become cendres de Lune.

When your sun will pass away
I'll remain cendres de Lune.

And the wind will carry me
Through the desert,
Through the dunes,
Beside you.

Submitted: Thursday, May 30, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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