Mishaela

Translation:
Who knows what is in her eyes? 
Grey clouds disperse in the four winds 
A dry riverbed overflows 
And the horizon opens wide 

Up to the heaven she turns her eyes 
Searching, diving in to the chilly blue 
Floating in the air 
Touching the pure golden light 
That glimmers in her hair 

Mishaela, what do you see? 
What is it in your heart 
That greets the desolate silence with such 
Laughter? 

It is one rainbow in the east, she says 
It is all I need 

What more could I want? 
It is all that I need