Jelena

My friend She tipped over Out of childhood into sadness She's always shining But nevertheless Her beautiful heart is drowned in grief Sugar horse, lives inside Like a friend In need Far and wide she'll gaze Upon the flowers bloom Jaded, her mind in a daze From the medicine gloom They leave her with her friend A force of nature filled with strength Sugar horse, lives inside Like a friend In need [Anneke van Giersbergen]