The Dawn
Again in the northeast in Summer
The sun woke up and hit my eyes.
Spring has come after the deadline
This happened many times with us.
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
My Poems are like the short prayers
I'm sending them into the blue,
The world've I live has woken up.
Washed in the morn by rain or dew,
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
After my life I will become light,
Or maybe rain, or may be grass.
And I can watch the new sunrises,
And the light blue inside your eyes.
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
And the sun still is gaining strength,
illuminates the world around.
Yes I got drunk of the blue sky,
Thanks to the Morning that I found.
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
After my life I will become light
And I will close the Nature's ring.
The Poem granted by the dawn
And by the last departing spring.
The sun woke up and hit my eyes.
Spring has come after the deadline
This happened many times with us.
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
My Poems are like the short prayers
I'm sending them into the blue,
The world've I live has woken up.
Washed in the morn by rain or dew,
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
After my life I will become light,
Or maybe rain, or may be grass.
And I can watch the new sunrises,
And the light blue inside your eyes.
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
And the sun still is gaining strength,
illuminates the world around.
Yes I got drunk of the blue sky,
Thanks to the Morning that I found.
And I embrace this morning shining,
Holding foliage close to my eyes
I want to seem wise to my honey,
Falling face down in the grass.
After my life I will become light
And I will close the Nature's ring.
The Poem granted by the dawn
And by the last departing spring.
Credits
Writer(s): Pavel Ishanov
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