Spring My Spring
Where you are gone
Leaving this earth so soon
Under the fierce and angry sun
Spring My Spring
Where are you now
Across which land you make
The soothing wind to rise and flow
Spring My Spring
I can feel your essence
Lingering in my mind and
Watch the buds and bees dance
Spring My Spring
Wish you should return
Soon to my dry land and must
Dispel the assault of the savage sun
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