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:05:04
Rain whispering down
deserted streets

:05:09
Waiting for a woman,
windswept hair, tender shoulders

:05:18
You're all that's left me,
winter tree

:05:25
You're all that's left me,
icy abandoned street

:05:31
Slip of winter moon
:05:35
Old abode
where the voice of a piano echoes

:05:43
Late into the night
a bell still chimes

:05:50
You're all that's left me,
color of time

:05:56
The evening fades,
your hair flutters

:06:00
Evanescent
:06:05
The poet wanders in vain
through the streets

:06:11
Suddenly realizing
he has lost his way

:06:18
You're all that's left me,
old streets covered in moss

:06:24
Every creaky old rooftop
:06:28
ln my topsy-turvy memory
:06:33
Floating
over the waves of West Lake

:06:40
Suddenly twilight has fallen
When it fell, l don't know


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