My dark friend, people never breathed before you, don't let them intimidate you with their false lights, you are a shining star in grim darkness, and they are lost glints under the sun.
My love is sleeping under the wings of a sun, on a pillow of clouds and cotton candy, protecting the rims of the two kingdoms.
He promised me, the world on a silver plate, and I trusted him.
He promised me, soon, he will no longer be the trustee of the frontier, a wedding will happen, and the light will cuddle the darkness.