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Because when you grow old

Because when you grow old,
No one knocks at your door,
Not even stream with fish of silver,
Not even young foal with teary eye,
Not even apple in a bloom,
no one.
 
Just me.
 
When you grow old,
Like a cloud in your coffee,
I will come in a crombie coat,
And I will hear when my name slips your lips,
And slowly, by itself,
Last tear over me runs.
 
One following another,
Trains are passing by.
As usual, you will put orchis in windows.
Seems that Ramadan moon is starting,
Oooooh, it is a bit sad,
when you grow old.
 
Just me.
 
When you grow old,
Like a cloud in your coffee,
I will come in a crombie coat,
And I will hear when my name slips your lips,
And slowly, by itself,
Last tear over me runs.
 
One following another,
Trains are passing by.
As usual, you will put orchis in windows.
Seems that Ramadan moon is starting,
Oooooh, it is a bit sad,
when you grow old.
 
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Jer Kad Ostaris

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