Scent Of Life

The silence of the woods

Dances with the early light of moon.

Hues golden and pure

Cross the horizon

Veiled by some dreamy clouds.

I smell the scent of the seasons

Mixing with the passing of years.

I go down the twilight

Through the abyss of my eyes.

I see my past

Slip out of my hands.

The hours of day are limited

And those of night are lost.

Last years don't count any more,

The years to come are all for you.

In a foolish world

Full of troubles,

With unhappy lives

And with long slow deaths.

Those who think of the future

Are crushed

And those who wait for justice

Are disappointed.

Whoever walks alone

Is a little hero,

While whoever lives by love

Gets little.

The annals of history

Are full of fools

While there are not many

For good souls.

Those who think of the future

Are crushed

And those who wait for justice

Are disappointed.

Empty words don't help at all, 'cause

They're like leaves blown about by the wind.

Unstop the bottle of life and drink it all,

Taking from it all the scents, sights and sounds.