In an ancient world
they called me "White"
when my heart spoke
I didn't open my mouth
holding your skull
just starring straight
into your blank eyes
thus you recognized
how much I love you
And since I met you
few times in shape
of different times
you weren't the sun
nor the tender moon
but the solitary wolf
while universe was
changing it's story
I could have choose
easiness and daylight
but now and then
I have choose you .
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