THE SEVEN AGES OF A DANDELION

I love to sit in silence

Beneath the shady trees

And listen to the song of birds

And to the buzz of bees.

I love to sit in silence

And watch the Clouds roll by

Then read a book or sing a song

And hear the wild bird cry.

I love to sit in silence

When the day is almost done

And see behind the distant hill

The paint glow of the sun.

I love to sit in silence

In the evening twilight

And listen to the whippor-will

Singing with all its might.

I love to sit in silence

Beneath the Starry sky

And pray to all in earnest

To live in silence all the while.

Mal posso esperar pelo silêncio que segue com as férias de natal. 

Neste momento é só barulho e confusão na minha cabeça. Custa-me a acreditar como estes meses passaram tão depressa, e parece que não consegui fazer absolutamente nada com este tempo apesar de me ter fartado de trabalhar.

Alguém me pode explicar como é que isto aconteceu??

ps. Obrigada a toda a gente pelo feedback positivo, do documentário ^^

Translation:

I can't wait for the silence that follows with the Christmas holidays to come.

This moment is all about noise and confusion in my mind. It seems hard to believe how this past few months went by so fast, e I didn't get absolutely anything done even though I've been working my ass of. 

Can someone explain this to me?