I am caught in the weight of the silence that seems to be cold and burning before any scream, and the autumn is
fleeing in longing for the spring days, the canary of the stove is burning and cold, see what the cold has done! Oh woe to you from that day when the circle did not reach us, the frozen flowers are closed, it is as if the storm of nature has seen what a storm of nature, what a storm,
there is no more leaf on the trees, it is cold, only in words, everything that has been hidden in nature, one of the snow has remained in the longing of spring days, the canary has remained in the longing of spring days, the canary has remained in the longing of spring days, the canary has remained in the longing of
spring days, the canary has remained in the longing of spring days, the canary has remained in the longing of spring days, the canary has remained in the longing of spring days, the canary has remained
in the longing of spring days.I burned all of us in the battle with fate, in the invasion of time, I killed him, I saw the spring of love, but I did not believe it, I did not write a single word in my pamphlets, I followed empty intentions. Until all the good things went and the good remained in my memory, I went to love waiting for all my patience and appointment. Spring is gone. My lover is dead. I forgot
