The time (weather) is a murderer

The time(weather) is a murderer




Courts(Yards) the time(weather) as a thief,

Between nights a new arrival,

The moon which chuckles behind venetian blinds,

A life which counts its last moments,

The time(weather) is a murderer.



I wake up in the morning already think of it in the evening,

If the wind blows me breeze to push aside(knock down) me,

Already the time(weather) changed my evocation of my means,

I use(get) my supports to hold me of a burning sun,

The time(weather) is a murderer.



I write on my lines to forget the time(weather),

I die his(her,its) authority at my age,

An invisible watch counts me the indistinct duration,

Of my me in my nights in one held uncertain,

The time(weather) is a murderer.



An earth(ground) which turns(shoots) and makes me headache,

A sun harms her(it) which shows the moon in my glance,

Of clouds which look like the time(weather) which passes in the sky,

The cold which soaks as with the indelible felt-tip on the skin,

The time(weather) is a murderer.



I would like to stop(arrest) the time(weather),

Stop the cracks of the soul,

The time(weather) to return