I Cry
Before the mid of night as stars are weeping
I fly,
To the hidden valley we loved, where my heart beat warmed
Your eyes,
Believing your spirit could appear from the regions
Of air,
And revisit past moments of our tender love, hoping you come
To me there,
And you say memories of our love are forever in heaven.
I shall sing love songs; we so treasured and loved
To hear, Believing our voices are together like distant thunder
To ear,
Together, in hidden valley we loved, it’s your voice
I fly,
To answer memories of our tender love
I cry
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