He was within me,
And I sought
Him.
For so long!
Through the ages...
But now he is before me
And the gates to heaven are open.
That light that banishes the night,
That light that pierces the darkness,
That light that must overcome
Both pain and fear...
But why?
Why?
Why did I lose
What I received so late?
For I sought,
For I suffered,
But I have no more strength...
No strength for life,
No strength for death.
And the gates to heaven are closed.
My path lies in oblivion,
A path no one can look into,
Not even those whose lives are like a dream
Flowing by the will of Fate,
Whose hearts beat in unison
With the breath of Heaven and Earth.
Only those who have lost will understand,
Like me,
Leading a luminous soul,
How strange it is not to exist,
How strange it is to know that there is no more...
There is nothing I loved,
There is nothing I dreamed of.
And only a black horizon
Is bound by a chain of black rocks...
And into the abyss of eternity I will go
As a lost soul
Unless that light that was within me
Returns to me again.
Machete, 2007
© Ринго Старр


