Octobre nes laisse pas

I hoped that this year wouldn't end
I hoped that there's more months after December
I really hope, truly hope, that there's more than 31 days in a month,
Nor 40, not 50, but 100 maybe.

I really hope that this good times wouldn't end
That my eyes will always filled with some image I wanted the most
That this words will always speak those good language,
and this hand will always hold what it suppose to hold to eternity

I hope I have more time to meet and talk,
to laugh and to have some times of silent
to gather and pray a lot,
to kindly talk, to warmly smile and everything else.

September have long gone,
November will come,
October don't leave...

Octobre ne laissez pas s'il vous plait