A keresés eredménye

Wrecked gardens

The house is filled with sadness
and an ash bitter smoke
You are leaving and the gardens wrecked
without a blue sky.
 
The house is filled with stars
from north to south
Who is the one to lift up from my heart
this bitter fire?
 
The house is full of stars
and with August birds
Sadness rooted in empty hands
kisses became a dead river.