On a moonlit night
We will roam
Holding hands
How much do you regret?
With
every word of the eyes,
With the sweetness of the lips,
With the thirst of the sorrows,
We will be filled.
With every breath of the soul,
With the hope of the clouds,
With the night of the time, We will be melted.
Now let us go,
Why
are we among the stars?
In the water,
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