Sitting lonely at the gate of night
Trees lined in group
The melody of falling leaves
tuned in to my sadness
Time flow upon my eyes
as if some scarlet fluid
The setting sun stared at me peacefully
dying the years of my life red again
Sitting lonely at the gate of night
Trees lined in group
The melody of falling leaves
tuned in to my sadness
Time flow upon my eyes
as if some scarlet fluid
The setting sun stared at me peacefully
dying the years of my life red again