This a bit bitter feeling in me, mixed with giving up,
mixed with shades of sadness,
is covered with a smile.
The autumn is sneaking into town.
I'm thinking about the past,
about the shooting ranges,
fighting places,
dancing halls.
I don't see what will come next,
I don't see anything at all.
The dream I had for two of us eating ice cream at the river bank,
looking at the city lights on the other side,
while the night is falling...
I guess I will have to put them aside
with all my failed fantasies.
The autumn is sneaking into this town.
The feeling of loneliness resides
For a long time.
...Too long.
