| - and Other Reflections
Time, thousand of thoughts stun me, and I don't know yet if I prefer the past No!!! Requiem for the innocence, not even I hear its notes and so near they sounde... - April Rain
And that I need is written in my tears, the rainy spring talks me about lot's of feelings The streams of salt fade beautiful times in which sweet lips kissed th... - Autumn Concert
Walls of ivy, I see a quiet mind. In the calm... the bandstand. Rain... softly in the pools, behind time curtains... an eagerness grows - Fallen Leaves
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 ... - Forgotten Forever
The passage of the time, another emotion falls in an empty bags The darkness extends covering a face which feels the dismay A wet folio which show; he shout fro... - Four Roses in My Heart
Deep inside the bloody war, I just feel the shots of guns and I dream of being a bird to fly far away from my home four roses in my heart their thorns defend my... - From the Sea Cliff
The sea before me, shows a grey day in me. The roar of the waves the greeness of the field, the loneliness... - Nostalgic Harmonies Brings the Wind
Now, when the time has come and the leaves have fallen, in the eternal autumn of loneliness, in memories I've ever dead She's crying, she's crying and the fores... - So Much Affliction
Another murder, so many murders Grey rain falls on bloody chests, a child suffers, he'll not hear again - "I love you son" How to explain that? It's impossible ... - The Beautiful Short Story
The old story, wisdom in short phrases, which we transform unto utopias To see further away, why not add an emotion? But it always finishes Again the vulgar, ag... - The End of the 2nd Act
Swans, slow dance of pretty strokes, the indifferent walk on the pride obscures the stranza hideing the bare Sad eyes crossed by the roses thorns Sweet fragnanc... - The Idyllic Place of Innocence
Looking through the pind, I've seen stamped on flowers, stamped on dreams, too much fears Where is my smile? It's raining and across the rain - my past mixes wi...
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