In my eyes,
the scenery that I saw was painted in the color of autumn,
were you looking at the same view?
My heart was tainted by grief,
your serene soul,
there I saw,
was playing along the fluttering angel's dance,
I always thought it was the end,
there was the sky,
and birds
it was not blue,
and the birds did not sing,
but you seemed smiling,
so, I replied
My love who outlived tomorrow,
stay the way you are
within this autumn-dyed scenery,
dance among the ever-withering red leaves,
in my eyes
you
who are reflected in my eyes
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