My words cannot express, The feelings I hold.
Let them be unsaid, Let the thoughts be not unfold.
Over and over again, I think of my past.
If I love someone now, It may not ever last.
When the cold winds blow, It's you on my mind.
Your thoughts are deepened, My feelings, soft and kind.
The moon blossoms, by the fall of the night.
My sorrows grieve, And I cannot even fight.
Beautiful is my world, Lonely are my dreams.
Past, still on, I mourn, My tears still flow in streams.
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