Stand in the market opening of crossed road Looking at bustling stream of people Awaiting That late autumn that be late A week did not see The empty have one's hands tied in the heart Who knows Flavor of the restless in night That ability is to cut suffer ceaselessly Manage returns random concern Of come to an agreement or understanding Meet here today It is time lose time Still be me Those who wait for Hou is too long car The person that tuft forms a cluster Greeted how many smiling face Send how many back again Do not see you from beginning to end wave Hesitate to move forward wander Hope to wear double eye to be not begged You even I when what accession It is the month with black day falls Still be matutinal sunrise |
Orignal From: Await
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