November

November November, the beginning of the month, autumn is still shining and waving A low ray of light breathes hope and gives warmth It's cold, an invisible frost already on my skin I feel the cold, the wind of the winter world, its breath, the sky, below Even then, I will return, back, and the memory will last And I keep the kindness and love of autumn and summer A new world welcomes you, it's every season, and there's no cycle There is no repetition, there never was, and every season was once there is no same… It was only once, like the days, like me, I'm an illusion Illusion, unreality, and reality never find me I live in the shadow, and I am only a shadow; an invisible The sun sometimes looks at me from behind the clouds and catches a ray of light And November starts again