Not even the rain can stand our way
Neither can the scorching sun,
The wind blows us but we not shaken
The winter freezes our bodies
But thoughts for each other never go.
Memories blown away by west winds
And east winds return them by morning.
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
Not even the rain can stand our way
Neither can the scorching sun,
The wind blows us but we not shaken
The winter freezes our bodies
But thoughts for each other never go.
Memories blown away by west winds
And east winds return them by morning.
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