There is a storm in the place of my dreams
My chained heart is dim
Wind runs on the meadow, the fall revivals
The gloomy loneliness sheds its leaves on me
Chorus:
I’m a broken winged bird without you, and maybe
I could never fly after your desire
Broken winged bird, love heals his/her wound
Flying again, if S/he sense the heat of the Sun
The dark world put his eyes on me
the orange sky turns into dusk
no rose bloom, only the thistle –
with its thorns wounds the place of my heart
Chorus:
I’m a broken winged bird without you, and maybe
I could never fly after your desire
Broken winged bird, love heals his/her wound
Flying again, if S/he sense the heat of the Sun
(2x)
Broken winged bird, love heals his/her wound
Flying again, if S/he sense the heat of the Sun