On the rails of a love story

Train going to Ottawa drain my mind,

my dreams, my strength, memory...

The time that going behind

Of the few times ago of glory

For now, in my soul you find

Of love and passion a true history

Everyone arround of me are blind

My heart is bleeding so gory!

All love'story has suffering ?

This story goes on this train

While the time is passing...

My Small Pearl for me is waiting

While I'm with her in my brain

When I close my eyes I'm seeing.

Charlotte Leonhart