One Season Has Now Passed
A season has now passed with a lover
My screams and tears and your laughter have loomed far away
A drop of the happiest tear at the end of this twilight
We are a person who greets silence
Now the flowers have fallen this spring
Lying the distance between the piles of cherry blossoms
Longing has fallen right on the foreheads of the poets
Until in the end more and more buried buried with his own poetry
Sing to me, finches
Your classic symphony about the universe
Your most melodious chirp from the corners
Make me fall asleep in this serenity in the lap of prayer
Even the twilight is on your cheek, sweetheart
Let me now breathe in orange strands
I really want to enjoy every peace that will leave
Let me hug all the hugs missing you
Best Regards
