Waiting for you

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The heart pumps heavily and
The rhythm is very clear now.
The eyes blink rarely and
The vision is obscured now.

Smokes rise in horizon and
My hands hold the sword tight.
Sound of the march closein and
My feet clasp the land tight.

Sharp rains bounce on land and
Their wet covers the earth
Cold winds pierce my skin and
The chill creeps in the blood

I am standing in the gate…
Gate that leads to my kingdom.
Surrounded my blue mountains and
Green vallies, live my kingdom

It lives with the joy of music
And the cradle of happiness
Now the bliss is halted still.
Tis Paused by your proximity

I am the first man of my army
And I am the last man of it.
On my fall the kingdom falls..
And on my might it lives.

The smokes rise high and
The rain fades with the night
With the might I stand alone
In the gate of my kingdom.

I look back into the kingdom
May the last time ,may be not
My heart beats heavily and
Its rhytm is clear now.