Sunday, June 5, 2011

Dragon lullaby

Claws of steel and iron skin,
Not sword not axe can do harm to him,
Fire breath and golden eyes,
He will win fight! Not otherwise.

But when you dive in his golden eyes,
Just beauty and goodness you can find,
He is so mean and fearful outward,
But kind and gentle deep in his heart.

Dragon of fire, red as a flare,
For greatness and wisdom he is aware,
Just if you let him restrain your fear,
Happy and free, your soul will cheer,

Hurray, hurray, I am free at last,
All irons, all chains are gone in the blast
Now I can fly, to the moon and sky,
Magic of fancy will take me that high.
Now I can widen my wings and fly,
Song of the Dragon is my lullaby.

Search for Freedom

You mighty Dragon who fly so high
to touch the Moon did you ever try
Your mighty wings may take You there
to go where non of us humans dare,
Fly high my friend, fly strongly and free
like mighty dragon like You should be
You took my heart, You rip my soul
You have Your freedom, I have my wall!
As You deserve blue sky and stars
humans deserve their pain and scars,
couse they don’t have what freedom need
love, free spirit and trust, indeed.
Until they learn to give and trust
than they will touch the moon at last!
But until that day arrive
only Dragons will fly on the sky.

Escape the Dragon

Down in the dark of the deepest cave,
The fearful dragon sleep throw the day,
His mighty head lay on the ground,
Treasure and bones laying around.
Beautiful women’s face wet from tears
Throw dark cold tunnel suddenly appears,
She tremble, in fear she stand in the room
In front of the beast which killed her groom.
For a year now she is his slave,
Captured in cave like in dark grave.
No hope in her heart, no glow in her eye,
She finally give up, now she just cry.
In darkness and mould now she live
No love and no tender dragon will give.
Now she wait for him to awake
Tremble in fear her heart will soon brake.
Hope reappear in blink of her eye.
She will escape, even that mean die.
Why she have to live like slave near the beast
All she need for freedom is move of her wrist
She move to he dragon she touch his sharp scale
Then she close her eyes and once again smile.
She move her wrist quick, she feel no regret
Couse her and her groom will finally meet.
Blood and her tears drop on the ground
In moment the whole room start turn around.
With last of her breath she open her eyes
To see mighty dragon stand in surprise,
He raise his head in pain and in mourn
His roar tremble deep throw the stone
In anger and fury he widen his wings
On the ground he saw mixed blood and her tears.
Whenever he’s mourn her from that day till now
His mighty roar make quaking the ground
So children remember whenever is quake
That is the guilt of one mighty Drake!