Asleep lie all the wishes of the past, asleep
and slender grows the hope and slender
Until the rising of the one who falls
Until the falling of the rising angel.

Untrue are all goodbyes, untrue
the ones we love can never leave us
belief grows stronger in our souls
when we accept that they forgive us.

Asleep lie all the wishes of the past, asleep
and slender grows the hope and slender
until I wake up in my lover's arms
and to infinitiy's realms surrender....

If by chance we meet again
some day...
I'll ask one thing- say nothing
-Hold my hand...

Арагорн, дано нямаш нищо против, че се опитах да преведа твоето стихотворение, което ми напълни душата и не се стърпях , дано и Вимп да не се сърди, че го изпреварих...- превода не е буквален и е леко променен... всяка забележка или критика която имаш е добре дошла, а иначе наистина се надявам да ти хареса...

:-)

Sunshine ?/to G./ <br /><br />You said that you’re not sure,<br />If what we felt was real.<br /><br />You said it… many years ago;<br />But tell me ?<br /> -Why it hurts me so<br />The moment…<br />When I think of you (...)<br />