JULY

I rush into the woods
Summer stormy weather
I run between the trees
White shimmering feather
Flying in the thick breeze
A song is dying in the air of July
The world seems to stop
But I cannot cry
I leave a line to remind
This early goodbye
Time slowly rewinds
But words can’t tell why
This song fades away
At the shore of your sky
With glistening fireflies
Here comes the white hunter
Wandering in the glade
He moves like a gambler
Flying in the thick breeze
A song is dying in the air of July
The world seems to stop but I cannot cry
I leave a line to remind this early goodbye
Time slowly rewinds but words can’t tell why
This song fades away at the shore of your sky
A song is dying in the air of July
The world seems to stop but I cannot cry
I leave a line to remind this early goodbye
Time slowly rewinds but words can’t tell why
This song fades away at the shore of your sky
My eyes remember yours
An ordinary day
The threatening white beast
Took your last breath away
Flying in the thick breeze

Written by Bilil / Alban Sautour 

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