The Cape of Good Hope

From cold North to The Cape of Good Hope I passed so many times without package in my arms 'cause I know that less is more. 
Under warm rain of your love we are both above again and again, free of fear from war and all the mess around.
 
For us no words between lines, you can reach me when no one cannot, refresh me when I'm tired of road. 
Your wide view is a treasure, every land on this world is home for us. 
 
Before dawn you don't waste the time on trivial things, the sound of your voice means you want me to stay. 
The way you kiss me when the river flows to the sea is telling me more than thousands of words.

The way you breathe when the rain falls is telling me that we've finally found harmony.