You won t notice
You're always a stranger inside
Calm down my soul, oh God
Cuz it's burning fire to hide
You're drifting along winter line
But you not notice, you bewails
That winter is looking from sky
This blue look at you and to pales
The first snowdrop maybe mark
The border of Spring, you will go
With sounds of thunder and rain
But you won't notice, you don't know
How Spring will caress you again
By silk of the grass that will grow
And first hottest day maybe mark
The border of Summer, you'll go
The sun-scorched invisible sky
And languor of air below
But you won't notice, you don't know
How Summer burn out to try
That flame start to burn in your soul
The first falling leaf at your feet
Mark border of Autumn, you won't
Notice golden dress that it wear
The gold of October's soul
And winter will open again
For you, my invisible pain...
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