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Wings of autumn


Don't call me an angel without you by my side

I poured out my wings for you from longing!

How many autumns have passed while I wait for you

In each one, I waited to fly with you in happiness!


A few times, I wanted to fall into death

In each one, I was left behind on the ground

The worst part was when they brought you to me

You told me to open my arms for someone else!


Even if they forced you to say it in your own language

My heart cried with its eyes in front of you

Leaving your love, you also left my body

You went to your marriage, and I went to mine!


If we happen to meet somewhere

May your heart not ignite with fire for me again

I know we still live with this fire

Even if our children are born into our lives!

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