Like a desert flower my soul feels.
The wind is so hot, the sand appeals.
My leaves are burning from inside out.
My stable is filled with doubt.
Am I gonna stay alive another night?
Or am I gonna see once again the sun bright?
So many questions popped into my nature.
What is going to happen with me in the future?
In the desert I am close to the sky.
But everything is almost dead and dry.
No one sees how much love I can give
or how many times I can forgive.
But this is my life as a desert flower:
beautiful, alone, without power
to change my life or my destiny.
But you knew it already.