Seasons

Екатерина Живова
In springtime
You think the world was made for you to live in,
So full of games you can be only winning.
And dream of love is most important reason
To fall in love in springtime.

Come summer
First look on what is real behind the glamour.
The price is set for every happy hour.
Your fairy-tales are morphing into drama
You are on stage come summer.

By autumn
Sweet taste of summer kisses is forgotten.
You are the only friend you can rely on,
You learn to fight for what is worth to hold on.
You learn a lot by autumn.

No winter
Can dress in white the troubles that you`ve been through
Or steal the color of the dreams that came true.
The night is always old but days are brand new
And there is no winter.