The remembrance of an old lover’s night
As the leaves crush with each other by the wind of the autumn
In an abandoned street, your old love does with my weary thoughts
Nothing else can make them alive again
They became a light game of gusts
Your love is odd as a Wild River
It doesn’t water trees or flowers,
Just thirsty animals
The frozen feelings inside the cold empty love
Don’t care anymore of long nights
Spent under the rain drops, thinking of your impossible dreams
How can I explain my sorry about your meaningless story?
After my broken hope
I shouldn’t have met you in the yard of tragedy
I still remember the long summer nights wasted under stars
Made my heart full of scars
Drinking some cold glasses of tea
Fused with the music of sughru band
Dreaming about the touches of your soft hands
Your disturbing days destroyed me miserably
As a weak bird lost his chicks
Singing a trite old evening song
While the falcon vanished behind the rays of the sunset.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
The remembrance of an old lover’s night
As the leaves crush with each other by the wind of the autumn
In an abandoned street, your old love does with my weary thoughts
Nothing else can make them alive again
They became a light game of gusts
Your love is odd as a Wild River
It doesn’t water trees or flowers,
Just thirsty animals
The frozen feelings inside the cold empty love
Don’t care anymore of long nights
Spent under the rain drops, thinking of your impossible dreams
How can I explain my sorry about your meaningless story?
After my broken hope
I shouldn’t have met you in the yard of tragedy
I still remember the long summer nights wasted under stars
Made my heart full of scars
Drinking some cold glasses of tea
Fused with the music of sughru band
Dreaming about the touches of your soft hands
Your disturbing days destroyed me miserably
As a weak bird lost his chicks
Singing a trite old evening song
While the falcon vanished behind the rays of the sunset.
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