Friday, March 9, 2012

Nostalgia


Now and then
I was waiting the seasons
They may come and go
After leaving my heart to
Nostalgia , thoughts and boredom

Now and then
Nostalgia carries me to you
Getting a nap in your eyes

The ghosts of farewell appear
We get up in terror
In silence we split

You are all the seasons
I’m the stranger on your meadows
I carry passions with my bags
Before your door I wait

You are the whole time and
I’m the passenger in the seasons
The routes of love carry me
Nostalgia attracts me

I yearn to the face of the moon
I remain waiting to leave with the clouds

I ask the days eagerly
When will the rain come ?
Our fate to go strangers with days

We chase our dream
And life loses , oh , my life
And we are in a state of departure .

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