When there is no you,
Sadly the time comes.
There are no stars in the sky,
Even the moon went out,
Still raining
Slowly circling the earth,
Weeping branches of trees.
When you do not have,
Falls the shadow of sorrow
On the fields and woods.
When there is no you,
Is not your words,
Are only dreams.
When I see you again?

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