It is evening now.
And the cold wind blows away
The words from my lips
I cannot distract my mind
From thinking.
Once upon a time
In my old house
There lived a man,
Who was a part of me .
He lived as many summers
As many winters I did .
And we were called WE...
WE cannot be found now
In the crowd
Anymore.
When winter comes
All that happened before
Is happening again.
As if the calendar has all the numbers
Backwards,
The watch stops
And the time do not run at all .
Have you heard how time sounds?
How does it sing?
And how silent it can be
For centuries?
He lived as many summers
As many winters I did. .
And we were called We...