I Will Grow My Hair For You
I will grow my hair for you
in this dark and quiet night,
I say it to myself
think about the grass growing for the early spring
and the frozen trees, beautiful and cold, will also grow
to merry land I'm heading
the sail of hair, with the same darkness, flowering your white pillow
in this dark and quiet night,
you wouldn't notice and see
they are growing without sleep
all of them are growing together and will sing, tomorrow
tomorrow they will sing to you silently and hurt my eyes.
still I want to grow my hair for you
from tonight, this moment on,
when the chilly breeze sends me the message of soil
through your window screen I can guess
seeds sprouting, streets branching like wild, rain clouds shedding tears that eagerly,
and all the others coming through, too:
March, April, May, June...spring, summer and every season
days and months and all the years ahead
coming one after another
marching to my dreams
all the future, navigates without waking you up
ah, you'll never know,
you've travelled with me in this boat
naked and sound
before the sun comes out, tomorrow
tomorrow you will only see the cherry blossom
so ripe that fell
snowing our pavement
2011/3/14
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