Kid in gray ıı ( Leaving ) İt was a winter day, turning into midday, You gone away, far away, clothed gray... Clouds were grizzly Corrupting the sunny outlook of the sky. İt was you who left, Why to care about the ones returning? Your arrivals are also gone away, The moment you left wil never leave me, Were being clothed gray. Oh my kid, why to be so clothed in gray, Is that leaving made you dressing misty? As if flowing to the sky stripping the hillsides, As if snow slapdashing in the darkness of the night, As if being afraid of late, as if you are a stranger, You, my kid, left away clothed gray . For me, it is incessant now, Was in fact a short fraction of time. |
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