Winter...

Por: Pedro Paulo Costa 

The leaves 

start to fall

of the trees, 

and I think 

it's going to rain...

Autumn has come,

and a cold wind 

starts to blow

got dark 

quickly,

and the shy moon

among the clouds,

try to appear...

The foliage 

comes swinging 

in the air,

at a slow pace 

in a symphony 

that I think I hear,

I realize now 

what a fine drizzle 

has been covering 

that grass outside,

with the scent of roses

daisies and jasmines,

while I'm 

in front of this 

enchantment,

it really looks like 

autumn has arrived...

The spring

went away,

and I'm alone

you left me,

I was devastated

hopeless,

anyway

a fine drizzle

starts to fall,

and I find myself

contemplating

this melancholic scene,

and now

I keep deducing with myself,

because out there

the time is not

so cold,

while I think

that inside,

in my room

the mood is sad,

It feels like winter...

The foliage

comes swinging

in the air,

at a slow pace

in a symphony

that I think I hear,

and I realize now

what a fine drizzle

covered the grass outside,

with the scent of roses

daisies and jasmines,

There was a fine drizzle outside

starts to fall,

and the time

It's not that cold,

while I think

that inside

in my room,

the weather is sad

that seems like winter,

It seems like winter!...

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