Unchanged
I see with my eyes,
as the season change
Rain comes and go
Sometimes,
the river cease to flow
Leaves dry,
and swept away in wind
cold comes
and makes our lips tremble
And our body craving for woolly cloth
Ye!, Albeit season change
E'en if your visage with it
My feelings for you remains
Like a thousand year stone
I love you and you're my own
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