Why do you cry to me, morning fog ?
Whenever winter time splashing its joy,
And water streaming down from mountain fulfill a journey,
Our love will tight like a hug,
Where is the shout of winning ?
And when the sunlight cast you out of dreaming ?
Darling, please come back to me,
My love is an orchestra of life,
Dedicated for rainbows and tears,
And a dream beyond shadows.
Please Come Back To Me (13)
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