An evening came to the world
which is so Tired of spinning around,
And a sunset like a young lord
Is riding cab with horses of clouds…
Leaves are whispering into the air
Secrets of all my desires,
Now we're alive – not forever, my dear –
Burning in such saint fire…
Let's open all windows and doors,
And fresh wind will get my invention
See the sunset riding a horse
Made of fire, power and passion…
Such a view I have never seen
And for distance of many miles
Beauty melody lies between
Us, called the song of silence.
…the sky is violet… - fall asleep.
…everywhere – by the hills and holes –
silence lies through so clear and deep…
- listen now to it`s tender voice
An evening came to the world
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