Les Quatres Saisons

I was on the Rocks
Crying out loud into space
You came into being
Asked me where they could be

The Lakes that cure
Each painful curse

I turned around
Wailed out loud
How did you know
About the Lakes

You came to me
Smiled profoundedly
Asked me twice where the Lakes could be
In my eyes

The Four Seasons, never give reasons
The Four Seasons, are always there
The Four Seasons, cure every curse
The Four Seasons, no longer mine..

I saw the water, it was clear
I saw the trees, they were brilliant
I saw the sands, it was crystal
I saw the very truth in me

Sensing what I touch
Reaching out systolicy
Laming me to pain
Ethosity in Light darkens

Les quatres saisons, n'ont pu des raisons
Les quatres saisons, sont toujours là
Les quatres saisons, se battrent pour les hommes
Les quatres saisons, ne sont plus les miennes

Sensing what I touch
Reaching out systolicy
Laming me to pain
Ethosity in Light darkens

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