Gone With That Dawn

The sunset and the days glow, With my friends sitting on the tree. And the days passes slow, Fruits on the bush was for free. Where that days are gone? I must say venished with this age. Every friends waiting for the new dawn, Many people remember that was a stage. Where that village perfume gone? The smell of the flowers. Everything gone with that dawn, Where that unwanted rain's showers? Everything went and perished, That small love to a girlfriend. Meeting at the time of dusk, And both talk in the hush. Those where the real days, Missing them with the eve. Now, what is gone is gone, But thought of it today it also tranquil me.