O Inverno do Meu Tempo
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The Winter of My Time
Dawn arises
Flying leaves
And the winter of my time begins
Sprouting, undermining
And the dreams of the past
In the past are present
And the love that never ages
I have peace
And she has peace
Our lives
Very suffering
Crooked paths
Among too many flowers and thorns
I don't miss you anymore
I miss nothing I saw
In the winter of life's time
Oh! God
I feel happy
Dawn arises
Flying leaves
And the winter of my time begins
Sprouting, undermining
And the dreams of the past
In the past are present
And love, which never ages
I have peace
And she has peace
Our lives
Very suffering
Crooked paths
Among too many flowers and thorns
I don't miss you anymore
I miss nothing you say
In the winter of life's time
Oh! God
I feel happy
Dawn arises
Flying leaves
And the winter of my time begins
Sprouting, undermining
And the dreams of the past
In the past are present
And love, which never ages
I have peace
And she has peace
Our lives
Very suffering
Crooked paths
Among too many flowers and thorns
I don't miss you anymore
I miss nothing I did
In the winter of life's time
Oh! God
I feel happy
