my love
Here the leaves are shaking with the thunder,
The wind, being desperate at a fast speed, keeps running
The hair of life is burning like the midday rays
The dry leaf, the withered flower, rolling around in distress
The love of youth, one day in the separation of imagination
This life comes to an end, my love
This life is like the white fragrance of autumn,
A stone of wave, how will it cross, my love
The heart has big desires, where should I store them
The storehouse of life is very small, my love
Here the sound of the pitiful voice,
Flying in the sky like a branch,
No one gets rest,
Everyone here is tied with the thorns of sorrow,
The sorrow of the night Immense beloved
This life is like the white smell of autumn
A rock of waves, how will it cross my love
Here beneath the snow-cold peak lives a volcano
Day and night,
The black grass remains torn, the burning chest
Does not find its lover, in the sky the sun revolves like a fire-wheel,
On the surface of the world
Making rays rain down the particles of fire, beloved
This life is like the white smell of autumn
A rock of waves, how will it cross my love
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day 😊🙏. @vikbuddy
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