When we talk each other
As a subject and object
Not as a brother and sister
That is poverty
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Sometime you make me sad
but more often you make me happy
Sometime you make me cry
but more often you make me laugh
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I wish all that happened to me today is April mop, but it isn't
It's even not half day yet in this first of April, but so much trouble i face
Spent few minutes to walk around and try to found something better
But all seems foolish in this fool's-day.
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There are white lilies blooming along my path
In the end of one blue season
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He greets as beautiful as a morning dew
deliriously and mysterious
He is a brightest star in the night sky
always there but never comes into my hand
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A tiny frozen heart
Comes to beat again
Since you were here
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3rd of September
I wanna go home
Bring a bouquet of rose
Put on your gravestone
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Dark clouds hanging on the sky
Still I plea for a brighter life
Like lines of lilies
Dressing in twilight white
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I dunno what brought us together
I dunno what brought us apart
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Give me a heart to stand out in Faith
when twilight gloaming comes to darkest night
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