Without You, my love,
my temple is empty
With flowers to offer,
I have no deity
Dew drops, with their closed eye
beautify the pretty tulips, more
Fragrance, the air, Birds, the Sky
seem in Love, like waves and a shore
Holding the cloak of Time, there
every moment Life, I see running
But I stopped, suddenly here
from somewhere I saw you coming
Alone, I wait, like the Canary
hoping someday you would see
To smile at me, O my Moon,
I hope that day does come soon.
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