On that day,
Sister and brother sit together, talking finished
A moment of grief engulfed my heart
A time for departure awaits us in the mid of our love
She is to move from the dusty streets of Kojokrom
To the beautiful and well-lighted streets of Barcelona
Her beauty still engulfs my heart
And can attract the heart of every king
Though they set guards at the gates
Day and night to watch over and
From assassins, reactionaries, thieves
And beautiful creatures
Terrorists and dissidents and the
Little do the guards know
Their sleepless protection is of
For these men of violence in
whose way they stand
Pass in and out of the castle
Securely hidden where no man
can find them,
Deep in the master’s own heart
The king’s heart will yearn for her beauty
In my loneliness, I hide behind that mask
Behind the mask, you have hidden for years.
Did the mask hide the man, or the man and his fears?
Behind the mask, there are a million tears.
Behind the mask is the man who is weak
Behind the mask is the man who is meek
Behind the mask, you’re nothing at all
You use the mask so you don’t fall
Behind that mask
Moment of separation
Moment of loneliness
Moment without her
Moment of thinking
Are mended like the broken slate pieces.
Behind that mask,
I pour out those wraths on that paper.