Mishaela - Noa

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