Valse dimanche

He took the road
Through the naked forest
There are rivers
They keep moving
While time is your closest friend
Greatest enemy
They keep floating
Take you far away
You wished you would never come back
You wrote it down in fine lines
How you fell in love with her
How both of you smiled
But the writer cannot hide
Nor can we while wandering through
Winter forests
He wandered slow
Lonely road
Riverbank flow
Take him
Away from here
Don’t come back
Love, you will know
The winters can’t hide
Sunday secret flight
Bare birch trees
Cannot hide