Walking alone through the deep street
on a wednesday night
I could see the pain in your face,
Sitting on a stair
Your tears got your cheeks wet,
in silence.
We got down in a grey and dark cloud,
and suddenly I felt your lips
over my mouth.
After that, your tears
turned into shine diamonds
and the moon appeared
over our heads.
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