Far as the stars
shining at night
on the dark canvas
the time together
but I can still feel
the scent of the lilies
in that home
whose windows are closed
since that gloomy day
The sun comes back
and rises the moon
again and again
the colours of the seasons
seems to be the same
and so the murmurs
of the waters flowing
to their mouths
but the perception of joy
when with you
my guide my angel
And I can still hear
your reassuring voice
and feel the touch of your hand
on mine
when talking to me
of life and love
with words of wisdom
Where are you Mom
do you love me still
