The Last Song

The birds fly over the lonely sky  
guided by the wind of summer
to a place which no one could reach.

The clouds pass by
bring us the old story of ours
leave us behind with only empty hope
it has a gloomy face.

Then the flooding rain pours over painfully,
stabbed through the dying heart,
stopped the breath of a poor soul,
with awful look buried with its own sorrow.

The lights betray me,
trick me with old magic,
i feel so sleepy now,
waiting for you to appear in my dream.

Still the same colours of the sky
remind me about the memories behind
on the edge of my path,
i know that you were blurry time to time
i'd been forgotten by the you,
but as long as you keep smiling,
i'll bring these sorrows by my own before i go.