And you are always the same,
Quiet, as autumn sky - simple,
all scream and run somewhere...
And I - always to you, my dear.
I come and nonsense falls from me.
I watch you, as autumn dream,
to my heart you are so dear
And so warm and in childhood a bridge.
It is not hard to be yourself,
When you're near, dear,
But how do I keep the peace
Away, without you - no idea...
May God grant that souls never leave.
Regardless of change, times, space.
And yet, God is with you and me.
And strong winds of permanence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem