A ribbon in your hair, a flower on your window, a canary in the balcony, sing to the sun in the morning. One street of separation from the love that's in your dream. Your love not demand anything, I just want to be your owner, and all my love is looking for her, no matter on the pain make me cry yesterday. I know her angel face, tomorrow will arise again upon my window.
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