When the sun disappears
The moon and stars will bloom again
Like a lamp that comes
Illuminate the soul
Those who are stricken with sorrow
When the birds sing
The morning sun will come again
Warming the heart
Drunk with romance and torture the body
Where, I will find a replacement for you
I don't know where oh where, where
Where else should I look
Why does this self have to be tormented again?
Somehow, oh why, why
Tormented again
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