Written by: Ali Taha Alnobani
© 2015 by THE BIRD(http://www.thebirdali.com/)
My beautiful friend who I lost in the mysterious oak forest
Comes every day like a beautiful scary dream
Her face is like the face of the Lord
But her voice is like voice of devil
I tried to kiss her, but her voice blew my fragile joints
My desire was roused to sing in the valleys of madness
With too high sound touches all hungry children in this despicable world
I want to live happy
But I also want children to rejoice
To embrace life
Who changed my sweetheart voice?
Who closed the way of hope?
I know, I will not restore my dream