HAVE BEEN TRYING

When summer comes, 

it brings the sun 

and, for a moment, 

you were busy watering your flowers;

you fill the air with your perfume

and you sing a love song,

the promise that we've made.

There's still the sun, 

though the light falls,

lonley through the clouds

and I 've learned to love you.

Nothing will separate us,

I will pay attention to you,

like different trees,

in their finest moment 

are saying something

I've been trying to tell you.