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Small glasses over my eyes,

 Cling to the sun's rays 

When it's too hot...
 The winter walks through the forest, 

Waiting for new orders, 

Waiting for October. 
 My hands touch the grass,

The earth, the sky, the cold night 

And her spicy mouth - kissing it. 
 I fit my legs after her dance, 

Sticking my shoulders to her shoulders, 

Letting her slender body move around me.  
My eyes hide tears, but I'm still smiling 

Even for no reason...

Without a good reason to live happily

Without her by my side.