Friday, November 11, 2011

O'er The Hills and Far Away



O'er the hills and far away
There exists a blissful haven
Where the sun shines, ecstasic
Soft wind blows, caressing

In the mire of missed reveries
Echo the whispers of past
Forgotten times
Ensnared on the walls of ethereal clouds

Waves of thunder
Shrouded with musky clouds
Against the mountains mighty
Stand unchallenged

Flowing from above 
The excilir of pure bliss
Dripping down from the hives
Of a hidden paradise

O'er the hills and far away
There exists a blissful haven
Take me , love, to that land eternal
Where we should reclaim our mirth
Forgotten.