It is still summer, it is my birthday

 

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

It is still summer 

it is my birthday 

but the autumn is 

already outside the window 

And my little fire 

it is still burning 

but is crying out 

like a weeping willow 

Every year is 

becoming more difficult 

to maintain the strength 

to go on alone 

But this sunlight 

cutting my image 

I feel it is charging 

me till to the bones 

It is still summer 

it is my birthday 

but the first one 

I have not gone 

to the birthplace 

of my real soul 

even if I am here 

and I am so close 

Every year is 

becoming more difficult 

to maintain the strength 

to go on alone 

But this sunlight 

cutting my image 

I feel it is charging 

me till to the bones 

19th August 2022