Without you

Without you
I am crossing out days,
Where there was no you
And for nothing was Sunrise
And all leaves of calendars,
Like a bird’s flock of passage
Thay departed for the seas,
For the seas of live apart
Of you.

I am crossing out days,
well and what remains to me?
It turns out I don’t live.
Maybe only hundred days.
And the others, flock of birds,
To allure by impudent
Thay have stolen out of me
and you.

For what is now crowd’s delight?
If you are not with me tonight!
I am going dying without you!

I am crossing out days,
I don’t search and I don’t rush.
But on walls of secret towns
Towns my delicious dreams
I will paint your charming face
Pity I will nevere get
To dream towns any more
with you.