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I feel like being melancholic...
Flight
A leaf detached from a maple tree
But didn't fall to the ground
The wind lifted the golden leaf
Up to the sky, towards the Sun
Up to the sky, into the azure
Of the cooling day
A homeless and mad leaf
So similar to me
Happiness fell upon me
And doesn't let me rest
The wind - the firstborn of bad weather
Gave me its flight
Its flight will be remembered
By the one who doesn't have much time to live
Before the earth takes the leaf
I will have time to love...
Flight
A leaf detached from a maple tree
But didn't fall to the ground
The wind lifted the golden leaf
Up to the sky, towards the Sun
Up to the sky, into the azure
Of the cooling day
A homeless and mad leaf
So similar to me
Happiness fell upon me
And doesn't let me rest
The wind - the firstborn of bad weather
Gave me its flight
Its flight will be remembered
By the one who doesn't have much time to live
Before the earth takes the leaf
I will have time to love...