Just as the leaves when they fly away, they come back again young and proud as the days of my life. The sun decides. Those sounds, It's a piano in the background.
Time is something that I don't have. I want it. I need it. I just do not own it. Well, sir, I am sleepy, thinking of something to write to inform you about me, about my life in the so called Germany. I looked today at her face and wondered how my life without her would be. I looked deeply in her eyes to keep her face in my memory. I enjoyed listening to them, calling my name. I realized how much I love them. I loved them even before I had known them. Now I do know them. I am not even eighteen. so what if I made it to thirty, sir? Will I forget them? But.. but I forgot how was it like to be fifteen. It sounds so far away. However, far away is my pleasure. Far away is where I've always been.
Will you visit me, sir? Will you write me and tell me about your sun? It's shining here, almost everyday. I saw the sun of Dresden and Prague. It was warm. The Earth is so small. They fool us and say it's big. Although, it is so small, I can't move freely. I am a visitor on Earth just like them. It is bitter sweet to ride a plane. The plane target decides.
I was the one in the red dress. I had curls. I danced. We danced. I still hear the music but I am not listening, sir.
Time is something that I don't have. I want it. I need it. I just do not own it. Well, sir, I am sleepy, thinking of something to write to inform you about me, about my life in the so called Germany. I looked today at her face and wondered how my life without her would be. I looked deeply in her eyes to keep her face in my memory. I enjoyed listening to them, calling my name. I realized how much I love them. I loved them even before I had known them. Now I do know them. I am not even eighteen. so what if I made it to thirty, sir? Will I forget them? But.. but I forgot how was it like to be fifteen. It sounds so far away. However, far away is my pleasure. Far away is where I've always been.
Will you visit me, sir? Will you write me and tell me about your sun? It's shining here, almost everyday. I saw the sun of Dresden and Prague. It was warm. The Earth is so small. They fool us and say it's big. Although, it is so small, I can't move freely. I am a visitor on Earth just like them. It is bitter sweet to ride a plane. The plane target decides.
I was the one in the red dress. I had curls. I danced. We danced. I still hear the music but I am not listening, sir.
