I heard the rain like tears last night.
Drops bit the window outside
And soul strow for heaven grief
That noted in the autumn leaf.
I saw the different people's eyes
We didn't forget lost paradise
Whenever happens rainfall
God waiting for the saffering souls.
You know I heard the angels voice
All people have the vote of choice
We must believe in treatment low
That after will be rainbow.
O just to know that hardest pain
For all us sinners not in vain.
Autumn tears
© Copyright: Владимир Бучко, 2005
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