Tonight,
Like all the nights,
My heart’s beating so fast,
Like an imprisoned butterfly,
Wants to get out and fly,
Towards heaven.
Tonight,
Like all the nights,
I am walking,
on the road of memories.
I know it is only an excuse.
This is you,
I am walking into.
I stop to swallow my tears,
Like a sip of sea,
bitter and salty.
This salty water cannot relieve thirst.
Ah,
What would have been,
If I had a ladder,
Till my moon?
I would smell the meaning of sense,
Taste the perfume of beauties,
Listen to the thunderclaps of love.
Tonight,
Like all the nights,
I think, how should i stop missing you.
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