ΛΕΥΤΕΡΗΣ ΣΙΩΜΟΣ "SEASONS OF ROSE COLOUR"

 

They strip the trees Like a skinned scenery They carry what is dead around All the coldness of this winter On the earth's ground A leafy nest, a fluffy rug, The dressing of the season A basket that is full On the girl's inner shoulder A little leaf springs up It reminds her of the order That the above come down And the other like a pigeon The north wind as it beats it through It nests in her palmy fingers A paper message to bring to her It starts as a newborn leaf From the flower's hooking stem From the little eye of the branch A goldfinch that soars the wind The newborn leaf flies And stands upon the blouse A present for this Autumn A butterfly peculiar It carries reflections Summers and Springs Beauty and frightness As it blossomed in this life And if Nature fills With yellow worn out colors Our beautiful girl is living In the seasons of rose color... Written by Lefteris Siomos Translated into English by Vasiliki Kalahani