Just like a lily shining in a mountain stream.
You are shining on my first song.
Is there a victory here? Whose victory is it?
Is it the stream that triumphs over the flower? Is it the flower that triumphs over the stream?
Your innocent heart understands perfectly
All that the mysterious force has made me utter.
Though fate has doomed me to suffer alone.
No power can separate us.
The grass on your grave far away grows in my heart.
The older this heart grows, the more the grass grows.
When I happen to look at the stars, I am convinced
When we look at the stars together, we are no less than God.
That words spoken in love never die.
A special day of judgment awaits us.
It will recognize us from among the millions.
We will come to court together and we will never be separated!
About the Creator
Wimble Huhman
Where there is soil, where there is water, grass grows
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