Around The Sadness

The wind now stopped breathing,
Waters as crystal mirrors.
Now the sleep of a child is broken,
He see the terror, he kiss the terror.

All becomes slower,
They flow images of death,
Ready to repay own world.

From a flower gushes blood,
It this white desert,
It loosens every clear spirit.

Brown leaves are placed along the street,
The street of the long decline.

With a finger now i almost touch the drift.
The dark hate nourishes with human life.

I am immovable,
Spread over the cold mud.
I listen to the sound of suffering,
Many people ask me for help,
But i am as paralyzed.

Everything it was so green,
Don't look the light anymore!
You can't anymore see the light!
The hope now is a weak memory.
The long trip it's started.

The old ardors, the old feelings,
They are forever canceled.

We have played with our youth,
We have joked with our life.