Winter [IFFA2020]
It’s a long winter night. A sleepless winter night.
Where have gone the lemon sunshine, the
Lush fields and cherry blossoms?
Where’s the zephyr behind these draughts?
It’s a long winter night. A lonely winter night.
Snows have settled, the sky’s a delft languor.
It’s a long way for daylight, a shadow of the sun.
I wait. I wait for the quiet to break.
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