weavy, windy, cloudy
make a ruin melody
bring the heavy rain
wet everything and be a tale
under the big tree
a lady sitting lonely
leaves flying, are falling down
surround her on the ground
in the side of street
she tells a secret
by the leaf she blown
a stanza of poem
wish someone will know
what she feels now
make a ruin melody
bring the heavy rain
wet everything and be a tale
under the big tree
a lady sitting lonely
leaves flying, are falling down
surround her on the ground
in the side of street
she tells a secret
by the leaf she blown
a stanza of poem
wish someone will know
what she feels now
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