New Year Comes
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New Year wents in
By the firework beat
Drifting snow moving tenderly
Softly on through our streets...
It creeps in our yards
It raps in our hearts
We've dressed it so bright
But it's anxious tonight
It stands silent in the crowd
Dancing laughing out loud...
"Maybe better - not coming in?..
I'm pure for now but the months have did
So much change to the others...
You celebrate me... What I will be
In your hands in a few months?
New Year
Is waiting here
For us to come in and
Make a fire within...
New Year
Is trembling with fear
By the firework jigger -
If we would be mean with him?..
Like a soul hardend
Or warmed by the world
It would left us in twelve months
With gifts or with hurt
So we open the door...
We open the door...
Old year leaves
Our houses and minds
Full of bright leaves
And spring pure flowers
Old year's gazing
At the well known places
Getting ready to say goodbye
Holding in hands all the memories
New Year's here
It's first September of his...
"Maybe better - not coming in?..
I'm pure for now but the months have did
So much change to the others...
You celebrate me... What I will be
In your hands in a few months?
New Year
Is waiting here
For us to come in and
Make a fire within...
New Year
Is trembling with fear
By the firework jigger -
If we would be mean with him?..
Like a soul hardend
Or warmed by the world
It would left us in twelve months
With gifts or with hurt
So we open the door...
We open the door...
Welcome the new
Pure clear months!
White as we used to be
There in our childhood...
Pure as the sheets
As the white snowy streets
As our kindest dreams
As our hearts in the minutes
Of prayer...
You are welcome, New Year!
Let's clean our boots
So dirt and the soot
Won't leave marks on the pure
Snowy roads of the future...
Let us be grateful
For each and every day and
Treasure it make it safe from
Our own mistakes
Oh, I pray
We would make
This year happy....
New Year
Is waiting here
For us to come in and
Make a fire within...
New Year
Is trembling with fear
By the firework jigger -
If we would be mean with him?..
Like a soul hardend
Or warmed by the world
It would left us in twelve months
With gifts or with hurt
So we open the door...
We open the door...
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