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I didn't watch the moon last night,

tough the skies so bright

and the night so clear

I just afraid it would make me

remember you...

again...



I don't come to the garden today

tough the roses blooms

as fragrant as your scent

I just feared it would remind me

to you...

again...



Ah, the first snow of winter this year

Must be very cold

Yet the spring won't come

Until I find you back



And how many nights I have to spent

with you not?

Or how many rains I was left alone

in cold?



There's only you to answer,

you forever