Chopin will play when I leave

Chopin will play when I leave
and raindrops will fly among red leaves
wind will fight for my umbrella
sun will hide behind clouds and grey eaves

and you will ask me why I go
and you will ask to come along
and I will leave piano to explain
that there is no place where I belong

and Chopin will play when I leave
leaving another life behind and street
full of memories and love and smile –
leaving before happiness would cease.

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