Sometimes the wind blows.........

 

Sometimes the wind blows 

sadness flying, 

warm hands warm breath again 

and chase all the trouble, 

So thanks to the wind that blows. 

Sometimes the rain against the windows call 

wet grass drops shines. 

Tears of longing easier to cover. 

So thank you for the rain tears. 

Sometimes the sun in pursuit of the summer 

back garden colors roznieci. 

Pozapala spark blooms 

So thank you the sun that shines. 

Well, sometimes me smile 

sorrows disappear gray - blue. 

You stand at the threshold of the sun and you have in your eyes, 

So thank you for being you!