Wake me up when September ends

It's September 30, and end of September,

It's brand new month calls October,

but still I wish to linger with you September.

Like I met someone like you.

The last day of September,
Like I met someone like you.

Came so closely to my face,
and cross my arms.

Look at the lines, drawn perfectly
on the statues on the wall,
it look so fresh and young,

energetic and beautifully made.

Yet sorrow came across,
I just couldn't hold.
Your face is delicious
and your soul is flesh.

Wake me up when September ends,

please, before I forgot to pay.
Wake me up when September ends,

please, before I couldn't pray.