a melody, a memory, or just one picture

It is autumn and the leaves are falling

All love has died on earth

The wind is weeping with tears of sadness

My heart would never expect a new spring again

My tears and my sufferings are in vain

People are heartless, greedy and evil …

Love is dead!

The world came to an end, hope has ceased to have meaning

Cities are being wiped out, make music Shards

Meadows are colored red with human blood

There are dead people on the streets everywhere

I will say another quiet prayer:

People are sinners, Lord, they make mistakes …

The world over! 

                                                 Reszo seress -Gloomy sunday