Wondrous days
Of eternal hope
That leave us all alone
Frighting nights
Of calm abroad
Fill our hearts
With nothing but sorrow
But on that evening
Among thunderstorms in May
We saw that perhaps
There’s some glory in pain
© Gabriel Berm
Wondrous days
Of eternal hope
That leave us all alone
Frighting nights
Of calm abroad
Fill our hearts
With nothing but sorrow
But on that evening
Among thunderstorms in May
We saw that perhaps
There’s some glory in pain
© Gabriel Berm