Carlot Ta
14th august, a summer storm
Rest in silence on this patio
Listen to the summer storm
Every sound is like a recall
In the glowing evening's light
I would crawl in the ground
For a while
Flowing mountain of quicksilver
Fading veils of misty clouds
In the shrine beyond the river
Lidless stares of fallen saints
I would lay on this roof
For a while
When it rains
On the fern
In the wood
I hear new words
I hear new words.
Purple blossom will turn on my heart
As the pollen will poison my mind
Greenish tang will fall from lands unknown
And the streaming rain will hit my face like a rabid kiss of God
When it rains
On the fern
In the wood
I hear new words
I hear new words.
Listen to the summer storm
Every sound is like a recall
In the glowing evening's light
I would crawl in the ground
For a while
Flowing mountain of quicksilver
Fading veils of misty clouds
In the shrine beyond the river
Lidless stares of fallen saints
I would lay on this roof
For a while
When it rains
On the fern
In the wood
I hear new words
I hear new words.
Purple blossom will turn on my heart
As the pollen will poison my mind
Greenish tang will fall from lands unknown
And the streaming rain will hit my face like a rabid kiss of God
When it rains
On the fern
In the wood
I hear new words
I hear new words.
