Remember, they were something - they sounded here The notes
Look there, there's nothing, a leaf falls, only it's another one
No Scores in solitude, it's only a heart
showing the retreat in which guards the splinters
The sound of the silence, harmonies of intimacy
show me the retreat in which I can close my eyes
Look there, there's nothing
A fleeting walk among the trust
A leaf falls, today there's nothing
only the sour taste of not to know why
A picture, conjures up images of my identity
I realize that I've seen so many fallen leaves