Its not the words that can phrase.
The most beautiful, i ever had a gaze.
Its not just a craze.
The everlasting memories i just can't erase.
She is the chilly morning breeze.
She is the one seeing whom i freeze.
laying on maple leave , is the soothing dew of december.
hardly her gesture ,which i dont remember.
She is the summer of may.
Her warmth has everything to say.
beautiful moments which we had everyday.
To bring back i can bet my life to pay.
queen of the springs,enjoying her i see
sitting in the middle of the autumn trees
Its so cold with the autumns still on the hold.
The most beautiful, i ever had a gaze.
Its not just a craze.
The everlasting memories i just can't erase.
She is the chilly morning breeze.
She is the one seeing whom i freeze.
laying on maple leave , is the soothing dew of december.
hardly her gesture ,which i dont remember.
She is the summer of may.
Her warmth has everything to say.
beautiful moments which we had everyday.
To bring back i can bet my life to pay.
queen of the springs,enjoying her i see
sitting in the middle of the autumn trees
Its so cold with the autumns still on the hold.
with no sun above i am stuck in the haunting hole.
