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Life\'s Turn
vers alb in engleza - monolog dramatic
1 min lectură·
Mediu
Even though the moon\'s the same
Shining down on tips of trees,
Its rays of weak glow
Light a chaotic quietness,
Which echoes deep in my soul
Off the walls of the emptyness that you left;
None of that gentle touch of words
Or your emerald eyes lost into mine
Or times when we simply enjoyed life.
I woke up in this strange new world
Where the sun doesn\'t bring life anymore;
Days, years pass by like leaves carried by winds
And so does life - as if the night
Would never come here
If I am so far away
- but it\'s not true
It comes and goes, it fades away.
Every night I go to sleep
Hoping for that gruelling wistfulness to die
- but as soon as I\'m asleep
A gush of pictures and seemingly ancient memories
Flood my mind.
Seeing Mother Nature\'s wrinkles pass by
I realised : No matter how big
The burden may be,
It\'s not an abyss in the path of life.
Like the Phoenix rose from the ashes
So will I, I\'ll get that strenght
And I\'ll forget.
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- nu leafs, ci leaves
- nu abys, ci abyss
Trebuie sa recunosc ca mi-ai cam dat de furca cu \"gruelling wistfulness\"... Oare tristetea asta apasatoare nu se putea exprima mai... pe intelesul muritorilor de rand?
Mai scrie... imi place