Vitas
Somebody's Melancholy is Crying
Someone's melancholy is crying in the autumn windOnly I don't know how we should ask the FateTo bring a piece of happiness instead of separationAnd not to wail painfully for us by nightYou sway as if you were tipsy at nightIt looks like we lack somethingThe sun got cold and the morningBrings together hands and heads over the tablesI often feel like pang grips my heartSomeone's joy fills me againEveryone gets together behind my back Like moths on a forest's glade
From Letras Mania