When time is there.
When time is there.
When time is there for me to go,
to a place we do not know.
The only thing that I will be,
To you my friend . . . a memory.
I will not be . . .that far they say,
alive I will be every day.
The rain will be . . . the tears I cry,
because I said . . . my friend goodbye.
But when the sun is rising high,
and there is . . . a cloudless sky.
You will hear me laugh and sing,
in the sky through the wind.
So my friend. . when I will go,
to that place we do not know.
Do not be sad. . .as I will be,
as close to you . . . as I can be.
When time is there for me to go,
to a place we do not know.
The only thing that I will be,
To you my friend . . . a memory.
I will not be . . .that far they say,
alive I will be every day.
The rain will be . . . the tears I cry,
because I said . . . my friend goodbye.
But when the sun is rising high,
and there is . . . a cloudless sky.
You will hear me laugh and sing,
in the sky through the wind.
So my friend. . when I will go,
to that place we do not know.
Do not be sad. . .as I will be,
as close to you . . . as I can be.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Sifra.K: | Maandag, november 14, 2005 21:47 |
| Mooi, maar die puntjes vind ik zonde, dat leest moeilijker. (al heb ik meer met het Nederlands, dat is toch makkelijker te begrijpen, terwijl Engels toch die 'factor' heeft .. ) Liefs, Sifra |
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| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, november 12, 2005 20:14 |
| prachtig geschreven! Heel mooi! x! |
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| Auteur: Dylirium | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 12 november 2005 | ||
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