For Yanna

Seasons into the sun

Good-bye to you, my reliable friend.
We knew each other, since we are nine or 10.
We climbed hills or those together trees.
Learned of the love and of ABC, enthaeutet our hearts and enthaeutet our knees.

Good-bye my friend, to die is hard, if all birds in the sky sing, now spring is there in air.
Pretty girls are everywhere.
If you see it, am I there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills, which we climbed, were fair seasons from time.
Good-bye, pray dad, please for me, I was the black sheep of the family.
They tried to inform me quite from injustice.
Too much wine and too much song, miracle, as I receive along.
Good-bye, dad, to die is hard, if all birds in the sky sing, now spring is there in air.
Small children everywhere. If you see it, am I there.We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song, like the seasons, all went.
Good-bye, Michelle, my small.
They gave me love and help me to find the sun.
And each time that, which was I down you, was received always around to come and my feet back from the reason.
Good-bye, Michelle, to die is hard, if whole bird in the sky sing to that, now spring is there in air.With that flowers ev'rywhere.
Whish I, which could be we both there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the stars, which we could reach, were fair starfishs on the beach.