And yet that's not enough

 






 

Summer is fleeing.

And soon will be nothing left.
We're so happy in the sun
And yet that's not enough.
A four-leaves clover rests on my hand
And yet that's not enough.
Good and evil haven't passed in vain.
All was limpid and bright
And yet that's not enough.
Life takes me under its wing
and carries me off.
I have been lucky
And yet that's not enough.
Leaves and twigs aren't dead
The day is as clear as crystal
And yet that's not enough.