PRICES GO UP AT THE GATE
I sighed as the season change again...
never thinking about the world spinning around...
the cycles, makes the lives more alive
and...into the new world
A gentle wind, embraces the blooming flowers,
light-blue sky, so blue,
as if the sky is so high,
but then, the sun shines more brightly
water splashes, at the beach full of laughter,
deep to the sea,
mysteries lurk within, never known
as the lives continue, the leaves then fall
red, never thought that the world can be this red,
caught in the dreams...
leaves fall, as if the world is going to end,
but it doesn't end here, it still continues,
The warmth of the snow,
covers the trees in white,
beautiful, as if nothing is stained,
but then, a warmer breeze comes....
"looking outside the window,
seasons are changing,
I'm alone here,
together with a black rose,