lundi, décembre 08, 2003
A compatriot in journeys far
One who I speak to and understands
Of regrets and longings more.
If possible I might invite him thus,
To show my friend the door whence
I once led the way;
To recall the comforting words
Which gave me strength that day;
To walk down the path of memory lane
Watching the trees grow old;
To be reborn, just this once more, whilst
keeping tears at bay."
"There is a friend who might come with me
A compatriot in journeys far
One who I speak to and understands
Of regrets and longings more.
If possible I might invite him thus,
To show my friend the door whence
I once led the way;
To recall the comforting words
Which gave me strength that day;
To walk down the path of memory lane
Watching the trees grow old;
To be reborn, just this once more, whilst
keeping tears at bay."
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