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It's Autumn Again

It's autumn again, the wind is always whistling,
But the frost does not descend into my soul.
Like from a harp, whispering,
The rain sings to us in the night,
And in its song of your eyes I remember.
 
It's autumn again, and many others will pass in a row,
To untie their yellow leaves in the wind,
But my heart
Will keep your love forever,
To tell you: 'It's spring, because I love you.'
 

I Want

I want to not extinguish any smile, by silence.
I want not seeing anyone crying.
I want, if there is song, I want to sing it too
Among those who will sing.
I want, if there is sun, to give to the whole world
To drink from its light.
 
I want, if there is joy, to intensify
Its fire with my laughter.
I want, if there is spring, to give it to my heart,
So that the spring to remain there always.
 
I want not to be ashamed of my path,
I want to answer with a smile about any action of mine.
I want, if there is silence, to be able to listen to it,
And to try to understand it.
I want, where I meet wisdom,
To stop and pick it up.
 
I want my every moment to be heavy of dream, of thought,
And to find my peace.
I want, if there is love, not to be forgotten,
And to give my life to it.
 
I want, if there is joy, to intensify
Its fire with my laughter.
I want, if there is spring, to give it to my heart,
So that the spring to remain there always.