Элли Смит - Так мало лета
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I collect ashes
I remember the flame
Which once called himself
I will throw it into the wind
How to throw in words
Falls of fall Joy and Pain
Picked up by the wind
With autumn foliage
With snowflakes dust and
Brilliant lights
No longer need to follow you
I will no longer meet closed doors

In the silence of the night
The first blizzard whispers
Warming up in a blanket
I am waiting for April with hope
The course has already been lost
My memory ship
Carries aground to those warm days

I am collecting a flight
I inflate the flame
It once dreamed of heaven
I will throw it in the wind with nightmares
With cold silence, the ringing of a glass
Covering the frozen fire
From the cold and dampness of your hearts
I changed
Now I understand that this is not the end

There is so little light in concrete honeycombs
There are so many nonsense in cheap fairy tales
There is so little truth in loud words
There is so little summer in your love

Ooooooo!
Ooooooo!