(Zivotni amater, 13.06.2014, basne)
Miles away,
it doesn’t matter anyway.
Enough to close our eyes,
seeing pictures of us.
How we used to laughed and kissed
sweet love we miss.
In our world on the sea
we were true, we believed.
It´s hard to say goodbye,
when heart wants to deny.
And what is left?
Keep coming back.
Just for a little while,
be again you and I.
No matter where,
we will go there.