To Olga

With love made out of steel,
A heart forlorn won't stop to feel
The life that pours from darkness' light,
This candle's flame keeps burning bright.

Safe in memories' arms,
She killed unfinished wars,
And what may come she fears not,
Because a veil of gold she's got.

Like a petal from a rose,
This emptiness will fall,
And despite the years gone by,
This soul's still full of life.

Captive in the rain of green,
Until this day she's been,
And when the shadow fades away,
Her voice in time will stay.