Casting fire

This is the heavy air

When I was hearing the news

About he

Was fleeing from home

I know,

We will never be the same.

The sun rises

and keep it’s warm

but it’s never be enough

The autumn faints

then quietude comes

and I hide in its peace wings

but it’s never be enough

Breathe in

my lover’s consolation

With her innocent smile

but it’s never be enough

After he embarked

on the plane

that leaving us

we casting fire

with unbroken branches

to the glass clear as

dawn

then I remark by my raging

hand on the gale

from his exiled place.