¡Buenas noches!
Yo no estoy muerto. Todavía estoy aquí. He venido para presentaros mi canción nueva.
How gorgeous is the blossom smell!
I feel it now with every cell.
Young spring is laughing in my face,
Where time has left its bitter trace…
I like this summer greenery,
Blue sky and woodland scenery,
But burning sunbeams drive me mad,
I wish that it would rain instead.
And autumn will come,
It won’t take so long
Before the days are glum,
Before the sun is gone…
And no one understands
Why I hate this fall,
But it makes no sense
At all.
Still winter we cannot avoid,
The snow will hide our confidence.
It’s time to try to fill the void,
Pretending that life never ends.
