Milan Nalimov - We Are Two Notes

Zither harpZither harp
In the city of lights and cold shop windows
I searched for your gaze among thousands of passers-by
The world seemed empty, colorless and stern
Until you walked in
And everything around me changed
I was afraid to believe this meeting was just chance
I thought it was a dream that would fade by dawn
But in your quiet word and every gesture of yours
I found my home where no answers are needed
We are two notes in one perfect core
Hold my hand, never let go