When you're far from my sight
Your shadow always filling mine
The gentle of your hands
The warmth of your arms
Remember me
Think about me
If only you're not the sun
chasing the dawn
Pale moon waiting to disappear
On the bridge I'm heavily sighed
Where are those hands
I need your arms
Remember me
Think about me
But you're the sun
and I'm only the moon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem