Lyric
On the space through and through
Drop the leaves from the trees
Persimmons burn through the fall
Like small fires of love.
My heart you old friend
Why are you melting sadly?
All born things pass away
There is an end for every start.
From the grass, plush of earth
Through the stars deep in sky
Nothing can be eternal
There is a day for it to die.
Only love last forever
The asset of every one
My heart, o my old friend
Don’t live me without love.
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