Sunset Born er blevet til en sang, du kan høre lidt af den i Cy's Hjørne Sunset Born is now a song, you can hear a snip from it in Cy's Corner
	Sunset Born Sunset born In a stormy, starless night Old voices blowing trees around Child of a fullmoon, city-kid Flaming shadows in her inner circles Shows the picture of a living beast She's going to kill it And she'll gather and old ring of warriors from the legacy of her ancestors They'll be coming from every tale in time In darkness Looking for her flame of love Searching gloomy corners of the city Leading stars in the sky, look up Can't see through glittering city-lights Almost realising the ancient spell She wants to get out Until she finds her way 'round the circle, she'll be wandering, suffering, yearning She'll find advise in the beginning of time Watch her Standing between two worlds In the twilight zone she saw me Wondering how to get through Neonflashes nearly blinded her eyes I know she's coming to get me She's gonna win the game For she'll be using a night filled with magic not squandering moments The struggle was short, my end of time © Tina Holm 1988 My latest poem in english Mit seneste digt på dansk Email me