Goats have left the grass on her own
Faithful flowers gone too
On your beatiful head shining crown
Everything becomes blue

I don't know how explain it
Seems to be clear
Please tell me bit a bit
Don't go with your dear

Why do you run so fast
Why I can't see your shadow
In my eye piece of the glass
Hurts me insistently sorrow

Sometimes I see flying stones
They are proud of a life
It's my imagination it's knowns
So I playing with a knife

I don't know how explain it
Seems to be clear
Please tell me bit a bit
Don't go with your dear

Why do you run so fast
Why I can't see your shadow
In my eye piece of the glass
Hurts me insistently sorrow


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