Last Day Of Summer 2021

I am standing in an endless clearing

On a day when my hope is dying

Wind is bending the wilted grasses

Their colored clothes have faded

Quietness have poured over the fields

And migratory birds are silent

We've been waiting for warmth but in vain

It will not return to this land

Everlasting cold of traps have wrapped me

They wish me a beautiful birdcage

Why are the snares of love so dangerous

But I want to find my own way to summer

07. 03. 2022 Лирика Анеле Авелобос, Anele Avelobos, авторский перевод ©
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