In a night...

The night was increasingly moving...
The street began to be quiet...
The busy voice began to be silent...

The Sigh...
Feel like eliminated all the burdens...
Eliminated bored...

During bored must be reminded the matter of time...
Will never end...
Always there are those that was attention...
Because we the road was accompanied...
And always loyal accompanied...

Time was felt fast...
Because we often did not care...
And did not appreciate...

For us...
Time only as the sign...
Only as the symbol...
When during began...
And stopped...
Only that...

Was not wrong...
To opinion...
Because time could not speak...
It was always quiet...
The shape then was not available...

In fact...
Time that for us changed...
Realised or not...
Previously young, now old...
Previously lives, now not...

Appreciated ourselves...
That had difficulty...
Everything appreciated time...

Possibly must be preceeded...
Learned to care...
Because...
That happened...
And was exceded...
Can be not repeated.