Behind you

You have killed me a thousand times
Like the hidden wolf the hunter catched

You have smashed my inner flowers
When you pass away or ignore the past
Being so close to the grass we plant
Next to the water lilacs full of words

Oh, you have killed them once more

If not you, who will notice my soul
Will It matters having a soul at all

Being such a lilac as you are
Will It matters to cherish you

Will anything matters, when you suddenly
Notice that behind you is nothing more
than you

I have to say that this is the strongest truth
I cannot be a rose if the gardner
Sees me not,
If there is no poetry in the
Flowers that grow,

And if nobody will never feel my bones
Who will watch the flowers fade
And the roses be reborn

Oh, time has killed life once again
And nobody cares with winter bees
Neither with blood wasted for free