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SNOWFALL

(M: Kahraman - L: Canatan)

Not like a spring I assumed

I didn’t sort any though

I’ve just presumed

An old book of colors told me that

Snow is white and it is good

Pretending that it is cold

As if it covers the mud

That holds these gardens

But, I cannot feel its cold

Even though I shiver

It became our fever

Killing me slowly

I am dying out here

Like a dry leaf, we are falling

Covering the dirts of snow

Are we seeded to be teased

Are we made for you to be pleased

Not like a spring I assumed

Black flowers have been rooted

Grayscale hopes

To build empires without souls

Can’t you hear what screams under

Pure white cannot mute a thunder

Not like the spring I assumed

Black flowers have been rooted

Grayscale hopes

To build empires without souls

My little garden of flowers

Now flooded, now lifeless

Wasn’t it beautiful at first

Snowflakes seemed so harmless

Let us hope

This is the last snowfall