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The Quiet Night of May
\"Senogarpis... what is this?\"
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I’m all alone in a quiet night
of May... and count the hours
But I realize it’s strange
I’ve never stopped to smell the flowers
I never dared to open my eyes
And see pure perfection
In the simplest of roses.
I feared I’d see deception...
Why do I lose myself so much
Between cliffs and the raging sea
If the power of a thousand waves
Cannot change me destiny?
I looked back to see the days
And I re-lived them on demand
But I’ve fallen in complete disgrace
Cos after all I’d still pretend
I wanted to overcome the madness
And look at it from far above
But it made me grieve with sadness
Of never having felt the love
And now I stare fully enchanted
As I hold a blooming flower
I want to crush it but I restrain
Cos madness is my loving power
I’ve never stopped to smell the roses
I’ve never had anything to say
But I feel that something’s changing
In the quiet night of May...
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