Dead Winter
At my smoke's edge the winter dies
Without any applause from the beautiful ladies
From the audience
The wire did not stand the season.
Let's move to the sunset together
Holding our breath for the coming times
As our prayers are reaching the absolute of immensity,
Mixing like melodies that are trying to stick out among the others.
My sweet December
Frozen flower of an era unknown!
I will dance your death song
Naked and rescued perhaps
I will carve your circle to the centuries coming.
Let's move to the sunset together
Like two children of freedom
And even if no more days are coming for us
We will always remember their light.
In front of my window's glass the winter is leaving its last breath
And I draw circles of snow
Upon its hot breath.
Don't be afraid my sweet prince
Destiny's hands are empty and you will face the unexpected,
Along with the light that you've missed.
Don't be afraid,
Let me
Come with you until the end of the cliff
To watch the stars rebel.
Come on, let's run to the sunset together.
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