These withered flowers
Will long for tears
For their bright colours
Vanished all in fear
And in sweet yearning
They decline
So joy is yours
And sadness mine
We fell, in love
Our open arms
But the illusion is gone
No hope for us to come
And in sweet yearning
I decline
So joy is yours
And sadness mine
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