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Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends

like my father’s come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when September ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when September ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends

like my father’s come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when September ends….

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Writing

Writing for you,
Letters in blue,
Catch them quickly
Down to your knee.

Writing again,
Letters for them,
Find the fortune
Behind the curtain.

Writing smoothly
Filling the empty
Hidden in your heart
Chosing a fresh start…

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Imagine

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine you have all you need,
Even an endless list of sorrows
Biting your lips until they bleed,
Fading away when comes tomorrow.

Imagine you’ve lost everything
Even the will to go on living…
Accept the flop with just a blink
And ran for a day to be the king.

Sitting on the edge of a rocker,
It is either gliding up, or down.
Pretend you are the best goalkeeper,
Catch all the balls and win your crown…

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Old Enough

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Will you be getting old enough,
then you will surely understand
youth can be quite a handcuff
tying your body to the ground.

The wrinkles make you lighter,
the bones are just like birds’
so hang yourself to laughter,
follow the wind up in the skies.

Let autumn around you with color,
spring with smells and shines…
Hide summer in rings of flowers
And winter in pairs of gloves!

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Autumn’s Windy Arms

The Locust trees are throwing their glove,
Or maybe, they’re just falling into love,
Slowly undressing their rustling coat
Under autumn’s windy arms…

The Linden trees are also getting weird,
Casting aside green earrings and laughter,
Waiving wide gestures, only ruffled hair,
Into autumn’s windy arms…

The autumn’s smile in foggy afternoons
Touches souls, cold, piercing harpoons,
Melting grapes in stemware’s buffoons
With autumn’s windy arms…

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Your left sole…

My heart has stuck on your left sole…
And I’m a part of every step you make,
No matter how slowly you’re planing to go,
No matter how fast you’re running away…

I am following now your endless concern,
Wondering why you can’t feel my shiver
Under your left sole, or into your hand
As long as you claim to be my lost lover.

But all the stones you build your certain way
Are scratching my heart and make her suffer
So, little red drops will you be seeing one day,
Take off your shoe and search for some cure…