Beneath a crescent moon,
flows a curved river,
where I stand, looking at reflections from Heaven.

Under the night sky,
stands a lonely person,

Amidst my dreams,
I follow the stream,
gathering memories,

All my life,
looking for you,
you who touched my Soul long ago.

Fate has sent me,
on a long journey to find you,
It's my destiny to meet you
once again at river's end.

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