Don't hide your smile, oh low winter sun,
Don't try you to escape this coming storm,
Here comes the war, though it shall bring us love, –
These silent nights are gone forevermore.
Don't hide your tears, oh low winter sun,
Embrace the peace this cold heart of yours,
Your child of light will never come undone,
Chase you nor cry, nor old scaring ghosts.
It's time, farewell, oh low winter sun,
Here comes your death, though you shall have no fear,
I am with you, forlorn, but still alive, –
I know one day you'll bring me back my tears.
29, October
2014
Low Winter Sun
© Copyright: Максимов Александр Андреевич, 2014
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