كلمات Jukai

I will always remember All the glorious formations That appeared at this day Never real, but in this state pure Colours and oscillations everywhere I saw how the trees breathed And the waves in the soil Feeling the breeze of loss At this brittle sill Feeling the losing of Well-known textures A view into eternity Full of fear, full of beauty What if I had lain down in the meadows? Would I have returned? Inside my hand, inside my mind The trembling stone of silence Faithful fellow of the other side Given and consecrated by a friend Who was passing through the same world Coming home, a thousand moods Coming home, discerning the changes