The ones for whom my heart beats,
Away from me destiny keeps.
They say separation induces patience,
Patience makes you strong.
But what .. what if they were wrong?
My heart asks such questions all the time;
And what answers do I have - nein …
Sometimes when the wind blows
And the dried up place like heaven glows,
I always dream of slipping into the shadows
With my loved ones for whom I could fight even the deathly hallows.
They say you will meet them all once you grow up;
But what if all of this is false, just made up?
Yes! My heart is like a child
Melts away to fears so mild,
There’s nothing left to hide …
All I can do is hope.
I feel like a puppet hanging on a rope
Dear God, ones for whom my heart beats,
My immature, childish soul frequently weeps …