I read in your eyes and watch your gestures.
Felt your pain, your oppressive looks.
You, the angel who does not know, who does not know any more.
The trust in the man who disappeared.
Is it a fault to have loved
A beautiful morning in May.
You thought it was rainy that day
It was in your eyes that the rain fell.
Melancholy on your yellow brick road, atonement in May.
Life is not always rosy, when you take the risk to love.
Will you ever be at peace without this hypocrisy?
In your heart in your soul, perhaps you believe in it too.
Is it a fault in your eyes, or is it a fault in his.
Love hurts and he can't help it.
He will heal your soul, that I am sure of.
But the wound in the heart is the time or nothing.
When you wake up on a beautiful morning in May.
May your heart and soul be completely at peace.
When you see your soul mate sleeping beside you.
I wish you happiness until the end of your summer.
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Tony Herlin
A dreamer who neither speaks nor writes English, a difficult but highly instructive exercise. (Please accept my apologies for any inconvenience caused).
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