A hope of death
Maybe when the autumn poplars are shedding leaves
Stranded in the winter blizzard
In the middle of summer when you're living in love
While burying your body on the morning of separation
When finely processing the final ink
A hope of death
While waiting for the lover from afar
Feeling yourself from your friend
Seeing life in your lover's eyes
While being alone in the dark streets
Sighing in a cigarette but sighing
A hope of death
crying without tears
Looking after those who left
While humming songs of love
A world of wine bottles
After presenting gifts to God
Watching the sacrificed hearts
A hope of death
mid April
When you smell the fragrant scents from the flowered gardens
When the ladybugs come for hope
While watching your movie in quiet rushing waters
Without saying life is strange
A hope of death.
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