Nevica (Snow)

Our lives are blown like leaves
In the wind
As our dreams are broken

In my garden the snow falls

(every second is a new memory
weighing down the day)

Now I'm able to make choices properly
I no longer have much time, time I need

And in my garden the snow falls

(english translation by sophie salaman)

 

 

 

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