Wednesday, November 13, 2013

From dusk to dawn, I am blessed to dream


alberi, arbre, automne, autumn, autunno, colori

When golden hue disappears in mournful pastelled miles
O, wind, blow me to the countryside homes
I cannot see the glory of autumn petals
Except the mountain pallets and valleys
Saddened and thinned me with the pale foliage

When rusted wind brings tarnish golden green
Let me dream so far with rustic scenes
Passing old days, will my aching heart fail
From dusk to dawn, I am blessed to dream
but mildest my own pain

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