And it has been lost until this day,
In which everything doomed to decay,
Can grant a wish and sing it up,
To once more spin the wheel of time,
For a darker pass of time.
When the trees seem to loose their lively vibe,
And the animals mainly retreat from life,
When women, men, children, gather inside the warmth of their house,
For it is the time when outside it’s restless,
Filled with all the years’ sadness,
And all the dead seem to be grieved,
In the mysterious songs of the sharp, cold wind.
And only demons now do walk the streets,
Reminding us how very sweet,
This life we all enjoy to live,
Truly is in this world in which we reside,
To make us notice that there is,
A pass of time,
Just as we drink, sit, eat, walk and sleep,
One day we all will lie beneath.
In which everything doomed to decay,
Can grant a wish and sing it up,
To once more spin the wheel of time,
For a darker pass of time.
When the trees seem to loose their lively vibe,
And the animals mainly retreat from life,
When women, men, children, gather inside the warmth of their house,
For it is the time when outside it’s restless,
Filled with all the years’ sadness,
And all the dead seem to be grieved,
In the mysterious songs of the sharp, cold wind.
And only demons now do walk the streets,
Reminding us how very sweet,
This life we all enjoy to live,
Truly is in this world in which we reside,
To make us notice that there is,
A pass of time,
Just as we drink, sit, eat, walk and sleep,
One day we all will lie beneath.
1 comments:
"Just as we drink, sit, eat, walk and sleep,
One day we all will lie beneath." - true. (: dar mi s-ar părea foarte trist să nu treacă timpul deloc şi să fiu mereu prinsă aici. nu cred că dacă oamenii ar şti că au tot timpul din lume l-ar petrece cu mai mult folos, din păcate; mai degrabă îţi dai seama cât de mult contează să trăieşti din plin atunci când nu ştii când se va opri.
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