Illyrian lyre

As I get  closer to her 

My roots start growing 

As much as it hurts 

I feel the earth of my mother

Grow beneath my bare feet. 

I trust the ties of family 

But I worship the nature around it 

I become the grass and the birds

A nonchalance that fits my father

But a power of secrets close to my mother. 

So please join these clouds

Don't avoid the rain it won't

Cause any pain so trust my heart

Follow me into the world that formed 

The beauty within my soul. 

I surprise myself, the beauty of my earth

Causing my life to grow again like the tree

My mom used to lie under. 

Yes, follow my lead and feel the memories

Create the flood that will ruin our lives

I will make you dance to the sadness

Of my childhood. The symphony 

Of my past turning into the melody

I heard last.