Solitude for the Blossom

The cotton land of a wonderful place in the world
Where nothing bad has shown up yet in city's court
Yes, the hammers stopped hammering its caves
And the farmers stayed home 'til the winter's graves

I've watched the garden up the soil in peace
Blossoms raised and sew in weaves and trees
But the farmers stayed home 'til the fall comes again
Leaves are falling, and they're waiting for the sun's rising

And there's a blossom in the field, it stands alone
For all the big yard had died, its colors are gone
It brings there solitude for the blossom, for it may
Gonna die some closer day



Credits
Writer(s): Guilherme Carvalho
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