peter7805
11-10-2011, 08:42 PM
In the depth of the fall
At the gate of the sun
The purple air comes from the east
To bless the town’s safety and peace
I stand under the gate
On the east side, there is light
And a vast shadow on the west
The wind goes through the gate
Through my hair and skin
Through my flesh and blood
And through my bones and souls
Through all the truths and dreams
And life’s pains
Finally becomes vain
At the gate of the sun
The purple air comes from the east
To bless the town’s safety and peace
I stand under the gate
On the east side, there is light
And a vast shadow on the west
The wind goes through the gate
Through my hair and skin
Through my flesh and blood
And through my bones and souls
Through all the truths and dreams
And life’s pains
Finally becomes vain