The sunrise is not so distant
The words are hard to read, but still remain:
Happiness isn’t born from an instant
Mellow sky drapes over like a blanket,
The sun is gone, yet the warmth remains
Rise again tomorrow, to spell it out
You shown the world no sorrow,
So you should never doubt
Smile, sunset
you haven’t fallen yet
The moon will weep in your wake,
Tears of joy, while you yet stay
The fall translated into birth,
and beauty was born not a second late
Smile, translator
You’ll rise again later
I dream of days that never stay,
and words i'm glad i'll never say
happiness is in the sunrise
there's beauty where the sun dies.
clutch and hold tightly,
the sun never waivers;
he is bold and mighty
blessing is being untied
from her starry mantle
wading through the sea
in the endless scandal
i rest with her,
and rise with you
to end with her,
and find my true
love, come later
i'll perceive the sky
as a facilitator
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