Morning falls On silent leaves Every drop Remembers me The river knows Where I belong Even when I drift too long 风轻轻吹 (Fēng qīng qīng chuī) The wind says nothing... Still I hear. Bloom... Even in the rain. Lose... To grow again. 月光照我 (Yuèguāng zhào wǒ) Moonlight finds my name. If tomorrow Calls me home... I will never Be the same. A single flower Needs no crown. It greets the sky Without a sound. The mountain waits. It never runs. Time is slow... For everyone. 花会开 (Huā huì kāi...) So will I.
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