A simple song
Now flying away.
I can only say:
"Farewell, farewell".
My fairy tale,
Nightingale song,
It became weak and weak,
And at last died at all.
No word, no kiss,
No star in the sky.
Only apple tree
On my tomb I would like.
29-03-2024
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