Saturday, June 28, 2008

When the winter is knocking the doors





When the winter is knocking the doors

When the memories is calling me

When the rains washing our old roods and districts


I find myself going to you and over my lips smile

And all the stray paths are forereach my step

With all the nights which in its moon my heart were melt


I’m not coming back to blame you about what is overdue

I’m not coming back to awakening the memories

But, sometimes I’m in need for you

When the winter is knocking the doors


Could you imagine?

Although that we seeing our way is going to end.

Could you imagine?

I can’t be able to separation and sure you can’t


Although the farness,

Still my nostalgia calling you

And still our love flower is efflorescing adamancy

With all the love words which is singed by moans


I’m not coming back to blame you about what is overdue

I’m not coming back to awakening the memories

But, sometimes I’m in need for you

When the winter is knocking the doors


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