Reflections on water are deformed by shivers
Help yourself that you there will see
Leaves the fallen minuet are silently turned
To fog and silhouette could sigh
Night show this way
I hear a voice from afar…
From days left and sacred
«You go, but come back»
I remember your faces and works
Hard recollect
Pain and hope,
Fear and dream
Shall turn back
Only the smoke
Those who were with me…
Face which I never forget
Stares in dream
And when I look at the Place,
It’s well visible by lighting’s flashes
Cemetery gloom…
A pain of not come true hopes…
Triumph of the dust and a smell of acacias…
Incoming at night terrible memories

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