Love in Times of War - Clara Luzia

I hear bombs drop

I hear the nightingale sing

I hear you, my love, win

my heart

I hear people scream

for shelter, and food

I hear you, my dear

whispering

This is love in times of war

I see craters

I see the wind in the trees

I see you, my dear

bright as the sun

I feel helpless

I feel lost in times of war

I feel you, my love

catch me when I fall