Standing at the gate,
Missing my love greatly,
Wishing I could just see her
Behold! I saw clouds,
Returning home,
I wish she can return to me
The wind was singing,
The plants were dancing,
Their arms moving,
To right and left,
From west to east,
Alas! I can't appreciate nature,
The pain in me is as deep as the pacific
Rain drop little by little,
I walked inside and held her,
Look at her and place her on my chest,
And off I went to dreamland.
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