Oh my! Here I am again lying on my bed, staring outside my window.
While the bright shadow of the moon strikes inside my room,
But still in the grasp of darkness inside the four corner,
Tears fall into my bed and still I have my thoughts all about you;
When the time was still upon our hands,
When the sun still shines upon us,
The time when I used to call you mine.
Oh heavenly dear! Can I still have a chance to say this words that
I still love you so…
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