I don't sing anymore
Of blue bright skies
And snowcapped mountains.
I don't sing anymore
Of lilies and lilacs
I watch them grow
I don't sing anymore
with the birds that
sit by my window
I don't sing anymore
In the dead of night
when her thoughts
plunder my soul
I don't sing anymore
And my windows and doors
Are always closed
I don't sing anymore.
Maybe I have lost
My heart and soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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