And just waiting for it all to happen.
Perhaps our deepest sorrows call out to us and call us to endure
The pain, the tears, the happy laughter of all that happens to us.
Maybe everyone has the gift of anxiety To feel that we are still alive,
Maybe it's still a little that would be good for us.
And that happiness so plays with us, then hides, then reveals the world,
For some reason we miss it all!
For some reason we want it so much!
***
The Enchantress of Autumn
Autumn is a magician in a palette of colors,
She paints the world in mysterious ways
And it's a miracle you can only enjoy,
The keeper of golden causes.
We are inspired by nature's creation,
She's an artist, she's given to create.
And it's all inexplicable to our vision
And we can't explain it.
The autumn leaves fall under our feet
It's like a carpet that covers our path
As if to inspire us on our way,
So that we can't turn away
The winds tell us the prose of life
Where to act and where to cool down.
They're the only ones that tell us the lines
How this life should be lived.
***
Autumn and love
A waltz played for us in the fall,
It swirled us in the arms of love
Raindrops sang to us
And dreams seemed to come true
Autumn inspired us to create
And made us fall in love with her beauty
We wanted to love and be loved
We wanted to love, we wanted to love
We wanted to be closer than we are
It's like we've grown wings
And love reaching up to the sky
Melted the sorrows of our hearts
We wanted to fly and fly,
To praise the autumn with gratitude
For making us feel again
What it is to be loved
We wanted to be closer all our lives
And feel that we are born again
And thank you, autumn, for everything
For praying for our love.
***
Goodbye
Goodbye, it may be painful,
But parting brings you back to life.
And what you wanted to live worthy
I'll let you be
As your dreams have made you
As fate has made you to be here.
As angels admired you,
And never let go of your light
But I, alas, let me thank you
For the way you've been caressing and warming me.
For trying with all your strength
To keep all that you have.
For that, all that we had
A beautiful time in love
The night has covered us with its wing
And melted away in the daytime Like fresh dew
Love is gone, it pains us to hear it
But we have to talk about it
For there is a soul that hardly breathes,
Which, wishing to free itself.
Don't be sad, don't be sad, don't be sad
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