Qinling Wang

How can I stop loving you?
Tell me, my love
My eyes are blind
In the deep dark long night
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The star is bright, and the light warm.
The wind is blowing, and insects singing swarm.
Outside the window it is going to rain or snow.
I can do nothing but stare at time flow.
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Life is a tragedy,
Like King Lear or Hamlet,
Like Romeo and Juliet.
Cry, baby！
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Look, a bird, a flying bird!
He flaps his wings, blowing wind,
To flee from the world.
He draws a cross in air above the field.
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You are gently smiling
Looking fascinatingly enchanting
I can't resist, so terribly charming
Don't push me, please
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Once I saw you in your gently warm eyes.
Such pure soul like sunshine that can break ice.
Till I found all you said were about lies.
And the hypocritical smile twisted your beautiful face.
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Dark is coming; The night will be long
I sit before the candle; Shadow is alone
Whispers are vanished; Remains the wind blow
I am burned by the flame almost dying below
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You were determined to this world,
As if I had begged centuries for your shape.
Cannot remember anything about once you and me,
Only with the feeling left that I loved thee.
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When heart becomes cold,
Everything is gone with the wind.
Hope, sorrow, destiny and fate,
All disappear in one night.
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When the red sun chases the last rosy cloud at the edge of the sky,

You and I are sitting beside the cliff extremely high.
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Into my poem you fly
Like a dove dancing under the sky
Wandering elegantly in the yard
To write an affectionate love card
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Each time when we go apart
It rains heavy in my desperate heart
I pray devoutly and lie down still
For your being back in my desired vigil
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In the dream it must be
That I can finally meet thee
Thou laughThou dance
I see thy pretty eager passionate face
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Timing，timing
Winter is coming
The street is bare
And I give it a stare
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I wake up in the summer morning

The sun is rising with all glory shining
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I live in a death fear.

Before me stands a no face devil
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I was traveling across my whole life
What an adventure, full of contradictory fantasy
And a legend of Don Quixote I would say.
I was so quiet, bearly existed
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If, my love
You see, my eyes are dim
With wrinkles around
Follow me then
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It is stunning

To have such honest and devoted souls in the world
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