Kamis, 30 Maret 2017

when winter comes… you’ll hear no lions roar… no stags grazing the fields… no roses growing in the meadows… no snakes in the sand… the krakens will freeze where they swim… the flayed men will rot and wither… no trouts swimming in the river and no falcons flying in the air… not even the dragon’s breath will warm you in your halls. you shall hear only the wolves howl… and then you will know. winter has come

Now I will share when winter comes… you’ll hear no lions roar… no stags grazing the fields… no roses growing in the meadows… no snakes in the sand… the krakens will freeze where they swim… the flayed men will rot and wither… no trouts swimming in the river and no falcons flying in the air… not even the dragon’s breath will warm you in your halls. you shall hear only the wolves howl… and then you will know. winter has come , Winter approached,
The first snow arrived in the corner of the window
granulated continue also fell, rolling
accumulate in the walls of the heart
Frozen morning show images on glass
dew carve trees, flowers, and bida

In the past, a story to speak
you whisper when in the arms
while I admire every word terkejap
spoken through the lips open

In the past, seems to have passed
when there is light at tatapanmu
I was always running around you
looking for a ray that warms my heart

Grandpa snow always comes every night,
you say he tightened his grip
the painting was made when we were sound asleep
walk down the dream world
wander from hope to hope

Grandpa stepped snow silently in the pitch-dark
paint liquid lines ledges flow
glass folding glazed casement
twigs fluttering in scratches

When I put the glass to his mouth
sigh melt image
gaping hole like wounds
large trees are bare
making black blue shadow
snow keeps rolling
accumulate in sanubariku

when winter comes… you’ll hear no lions roar… no stags grazing the fields… no roses growing in the meadows… no snakes in the sand… the krakens will freeze where they swim… the flayed men will rot and wither… no trouts swimming in the river and no falcons flying in the air… not even the dragon’s breath will warm you in your halls. you shall hear only the wolves howl… and then you will know. winter has come

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when winter comes… you’ll hear no lions roar… no stags grazing the fields… no roses growing in the meadows… no snakes in the sand… the krakens will freeze where they swim… the flayed men will rot and wither… no trouts swimming in the river and no falcons flying in the air… not even the dragon’s breath will warm you in your halls. you shall hear only the wolves howl… and then you will know. winter has come
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