Like the flowers that wilt when spring is past,
Like the leaves that float when autumn holds fast,
Like the trees that wither during winters vast;
My heavy heart shall sleep when you aren't near,
Waiting for the moment your voice again I shall hear,
Like the seeds that sprout with the first drops of rain,
When you come back, I shall be born again..
Like the leaves that float when autumn holds fast,
Like the trees that wither during winters vast;
My heavy heart shall sleep when you aren't near,
Waiting for the moment your voice again I shall hear,
Like the seeds that sprout with the first drops of rain,
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