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I love her clarity,
Like the May blue sky,
In the depths of my heart secretly hoping, this piece of heaven,
In front of my door, turns into coloured glass,
Only for me, clear, beautiful,
Yet willing to endure, being freely exiled.
I love her brightness,
Like the July sun,
In the depths of my heart secretly hoping, this sun,
In my palm, turns into an orange,
Only for me, warming, radiant,
Yet willing to endure, being passionately blinded.
I love her depth,
Like the October deep sea,
In the depths of my heart secretly hoping, this boundless expanse,
Beside me, turns into a lake,
Only for me, calm, peaceful,
Yet willing to endure, being shattered by the surging waves.
I love you, but I hope you love me too,
The moment I say these words aloud,
Turn around, cherry blossoms cover the southern hillside.
How can I not fall for the gentle sway of your hair?
How can I not fall for the passion in your voice?
How can I not fall for the stillness in your eyes?
Tonight, I could write the saddest lines,
Thinking that I don't truly possess her, feeling like I've lost her.
Tonight, I could declare the happiest of stories,
She loves only me.
In writing the sorrow, forgetting is so long,
In speaking of happiness, it turns out that the cherry blossoms have fallen.
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