Find me.. Savić Olga

 

Find me in the wide fields of the macade,
 Far above the clouds.
He's looking for me where I've always been.
I'm a little villa now,
 At night, I sneak quietly into those wings.

When I shine in your eye, the sad water shines,
Make my hand clean.
When you feel powerless and sad,
Find me,
to deal with the úgly thoughts.