Nocturnal Fragrance
In these evening hours,
Where the heart seems to fall,
I wish my thoughts can be uplifted;
And my mind away from sore.
Inside the evening darkness,
Only a star is bright up there,
Makes my soul rejoice in wonder;
And my hope a burning flame.
Where are you the one I’m waiting?
Where are dreams that I can’t reach?
My time seems to break in pieces,
And my being seems too hard to ease.
Nocturnal fragrance,
Scent of love and night,
In the stroll of dreams and wonders;
I am one that waits on line.
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