Black diamond

[Sonata]

Whether I close my eyes, or vice versa
Whether sun rises or blasts into damnation

Draw her
God's beauty is always in a form of a creation

If the swan's song has been sung
And all the rains a moment ago - stopped

Paint her
Guitar's chord A has the right to opt

Softness of her lips;
easiness of her smiles;
those make me wish - to rise

Blossomed angelic white narcissus;
watches over the deed

Save us
I will till hell freezes over intercede
for the lost souls begging for a moment - of her
and the light that shines throug' the eye's
of hers.