a letter on the table
This night returns once more. When the noise is calm and the trees are shut The wind stays far from the roads And my sadness fills my heart. I saw a memory of mine I was young and empty of these thoughts Never knowing was a heaven on its own back then. Now the only happiness that will come Will be the happiness I chase. Am I happy with how things have turned out? I remember there was a time when all my friends were here… I was happy then.