April and feelings

hello shadow don't look at me silently
night after night hiding somewhere to sleep
innocent, why do you turn back and hide your face
holding the fire of the sun playing with the moon and stars

spring goes without saying goodbye
had to wave his hand to the fog
January sun is probably thin
touch the brown ground and turn into wild smoke

Walk softly, baby, protect me from the wind
white dandelion spread sadness
rather like that memory of the foolish times
sweet drops of memory soaked lips kiss

April, the trees and grass call for rain
so the cicadas begin to sing summer songs
seductive just listen in the heart as already
The color of the royal poinciana on the branches reminds me of my youth...

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