What to expect of life
The fallen leaves on the ground
The gnarled branches
Dead flowers
The rays do not feed,
What to expect from life if there is no more heat

Now the cold overcomes the joy of eyes
Here the flags do not flutter
Turbid colors hide the ephemeral joy of Babel
Tears and smiles compete faces,

What to expect from life if there is no life ...
Nothing is as before
Something is missing.