The rusty clanging of cymbals
Awakens your memories
Youthful and caring
Such love given never fading
Could be the only thing clear, most pure.
Yet time speaks what it is for the end
Nothing stays forever, not this unconditional passion
Whatever changed you, grasp you
Is the only thing certain
And the hope dripping in every minute of your existence.
No more brighter future
To this sunset, you alone can kill
You have forgotten justice, whether or not it existed
You, who use to understand, closes everything
And will continue to lose everything.
Copyright 2009 Micgui





