Whenever I walk between two roads,
I see a beautiful green grassland along the way,
Its lighten up by the tulips,
I ask myself, "is this my cry ?",
Whenever the wind left me behind,
All just an open blur to a heart that whispered,
Darling, wishing you are here with me,
Hear ! , the crickets are dreaming to say love,
Please, don't leave me,
Hold my hands, and you'll see the paradise of life with me.
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