Concrete · Faith

Afar

I will run to You ten steps,
I will come in anger,
I will tear Your wooden church,
I will crush Your flower.

I won’t let You know my fears,
I will never call You.
Should You ever wait for me,
All my ways around You,

In my somber solitude,
There’s no word, nor laughter.
Don’t come close, I long for Thee,
Light just seems forgotten.

We are only dust and wind,
Shadows without water,
There’s a whisper inside me,
Looking for a Father.

Romanian version

 

 

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