In the bleak season I stand
in the whole of life lost
because of living in different times
Indifferent
to what was there before this moment came
this solitary pause
this step aside
to be with me
to breathe
to flee!
to return to
the ordinary
by routes of ordinary
ordeals
And some occasional
detour
some sudden dash to
exchange the subject that still matters
not much
Yes, we've had fun - our special delights,
diversions of every kind
for every reason
Yet
addressed, in the end,
to none other but to the bleakest season of them all
The season of my youth
in the whole of life lost
because of living in different times
Indifferent
to what was there before this moment came
this solitary pause
this step aside
to be with me
to breathe
to flee!
to return to
the ordinary
by routes of ordinary
ordeals
And some occasional
detour
some sudden dash to
exchange the subject that still matters
not much
Yes, we've had fun - our special delights,
diversions of every kind
for every reason
Yet
addressed, in the end,
to none other but to the bleakest season of them all
The season of my youth
Vastaukset
Vanhimmat
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