Memories and hopes of Summer
Cool air with a soft sweet scent blowing through the window
Whispers of sleepy doves offering their morning prayers
The movement of the palm leaves to the will of a summer mourning's winds
memories of summers past
and hopes of summers yet to come
窓から吹き込む甘い香りの涼風
朝のお祈りをささやく眠いハト
朝風の意思に従い、さわさわ音をたてながら揺れ動くヤシの葉
去って行く夏の思い出
やって来る夏の望み





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