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Each September
Zakaria Glenza
It was just like we used to do each September,
We were going to celebrate the first rain drop,
So I put my winter shoes,
Repeated our favourite blues,
To sing it with you again on the mountain top,
Like we used to sing each September;

It was just like we used to do each September,
I was happy to hear Daddy's roar,
Complaining for lending me his car,
Preventing me from going far,
And asking about your phone number,
Just like he used to ask each September;

It was just like we used to do each September,
I bought the food and your favourite wine,
Then I stood behind your garden stairs waiting for your sign,
Till you'd node your head to show me that everything was fine,
Then moved your lips to tell in secret that you'd be forever mine,
Just like you used to tell me each September;

It was just like we used to do each September,
I told you about the rude things I've done in school,
You smiled then laughed and said that I was that fool,
Though I felt proud and found it cool,
And I found the courage to hold you and take you out from a world so cruel,
Just like I used to take you each September;

It was just like we used to do each September,
We spook, laughed, made love and forgot to eat,
Because we used to get no longer hungry when holding hands we sit,
We closed our eyes and sworn to love each other more as long as we meet,
Till it started to rain, oh god it was so sweet,
Just like it used to be each September;

It is the first day of September,
I woke up too early today,
To write you some words I wasn't strong enough to say,
They started by: "I love you" and ended by: "till the dying day",
Behind your garden stairs I've waited for the sign but there was no use to stay,
Because I could understand that you went away,
I guess it won't be raining even if the sky was grey,
Oh how will I know which month is September and which one is May...


I LOST THE SPACE AND TIME NOTIONS,
I'M JUST LIKE A FISH LOST IN THE OCEANS,
WHOM WAVES GUIDE ALL ITS MOTIONS,
SINCE THAT SEPTEMBER I'VE NEVER KNEW LOVE,
AND ITS SWEET EMOTIONS,
SO I'M WAITING FOR THE HOLY RAIN,
THAT COULD RATHER WASH MY PAIN,
SO THAT I STOP LIVING IN VAIN.


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