You were simple like shades like dew like dew like a dawn smile like a night of crying in love Without the night mirrors in front of my rain The window of my rain but my heart was The word color was life when I was thinking of you The scent of the flower with my breath when I was singing from you You left and the night was filled with me and your worries and you left me to the decline of the Atlas The word color was the color of life when I was thinking of you The fragrance of flowers with your breath.
