Running Out Of Time

They say life is much precious
Every day is like a gem
Then days with you are diamonds
...I enjoy each one of them

And those who adore starshine
With them I won’t better fight
As lying here beside you
Makes me treasure every night

Still good things sometimes get burried
In deep graves just like the bad
And although times spent with you
Were the best I’ve ever had

I may dream of love eternal
But forgive me, I don’t trust…
Cinders ablaze fall to ashes
Then wind blows away the dust

Sweetest darling, please don‘t promise
I can always claim you mine
I can’t see dawn behind shadows
We are running out of time…

They say love is a flower
Then what we have is a rose
Watered by your kisses
In my heart her blossom grows

Though in spring fresh rain and warm breeze
Let thrive every dainty bloom
Don’t forget the stem soon weakens
As comes heavy autumn gloom

Dear, good things sometimes get burried
In deep graves just like the bad
And although times spent with you
Were the best I’ve ever had

I may dream of love eternal
But forgive me, I don’t trust…
Cinders ablaze fall to ashes
Then wind blows away the dust

Pretty baby, please don‘t promise
I can always claim you mine
I can’t see dawn behind shadows
We are running out of time…

I feel hours falling
Into vain like grains of sand
Know when there just remains darkness
I will miss your loving hand

And the sweet words those you whisper
I‘ll let echo in my ears
When instead of your lips on my cheek
There will be a trace of tears

‘Cause, good things sometimes get burried
In deep graves just like the bad
And although times spent with you
Were the best I’ve ever had

I may dream of love eternal
But forgive me, I don’t trust…
Cinders ablaze fall to ashes
Then wind blows away the dust

Take my life, but please don‘t promise
I can always claim you mine
I can’t see dawn behind shadows
We are running out of time…


(Nice lyric/poem from my friend from Slovakia, Gabriela Ďuricová)