When the nights will
become boring
and the days utterly long.
When our memories will
become mists in the distant skyline.
When our lights will fade
into the thin wintry morning!
When many a seasons will come
and many a seasons will go
Who will remember you?
And who will remember me?
My dearest one!
Like we always will.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 1:41 AM UTC
When the nights will
become boring
and the days utterly long.
When our memories will
become mists in the distant skyline.
When our lights will fade
into the thin wintry morning!
When many a seasons will come
and many a seasons will go
Who will remember you?
And who will remember me?
My dearest one!
Like we always will.
