Sophie Zelmani - My Dear

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I’ve seen my dear
I know him, he’s been here
Can’t you feel his atmosphere?
Can’t you tell?
Can’t you see how unweary his feet?
His wind blows through me
I have written his name
In the window of saints
Can’t you see his colors I paint?
I’ve seen my dear
Even if not every year
Still he used to gait in here