The month of September
Landed on my doorstep
And the smells of warm July
When I was dear to you
The month of November
They are dragged like a prisoner
And the smells of warm July
Naimilia
The month of December
And it's a new year
And the smells of warm July
Oh the only one
And smells, smells of basil
And smells , smells of parting
And smells, smells of touches
And smells, smells of unrest
The month of April
Landed on my palm
And smells of warm July
Since I was alone
The month of May
In a thousand flower colors
And the smell of warm July
My only one
The seventh month
And my chest hurts
A warm July smells
Happiness to others
And smells....
I don't belong to anyone anymore
I don't hope for anything
The earth covered you, full year
Grass hid you, O only one

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