The soil that got wet in the rain
There will be crop yielding life
Fern also lives in the form of stones,
I'm sitting now waiting for somebody.
The sunshine behind the thick clouds in the sky
The hope of living in the new episode
You hide the tears in the darkness of the night
Now I am thinking of you,
The full moon comes again to fill my life.
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The last afternoon of any uneven asking
When I return home,
You are holding the hands of other.
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