My longing has left home, longing
While the weather was fine, longing
And it left somewhat naked,
The bad weather caught him being away
And I'm afraid he froze, longing
But it came back in a week's time, longing
Holdin three ice flowers in his hand, longing
Partly snowed upon, partly as a violet
As if it were swang by a star, longing...
Its snowed half, longing
Got melted by the burning star
And the travelling longing only remained longing longing
Only tear and flight, longing
My longing has left home, longing
While the weather was fine, longing
And it left somewhat naked,
The bad weather caught him being away
And I'm afraid he froze, longing...
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