OVER poème mars 2011

I cried a lot
But it's over
Sun in my blood
Makes me clever

He has told me
That he loved me
But I'm wondering
If he does know
What's the meaning
Of telling so

I'll remember
All of his words
I won't forget
But no sorrows

Never be back
Cause on my track
I call up my crew
For my rescue

Now green leaves
And birds singing
Make me happy
Great and lucky