2018.08.14.
Ten Droplets of Rain
These ten droplets of rain on your shoulder I see,You forgot your unmbrella, you hurried to me.
These ten droplets of rain on your shoulder can's hide -
They are droplets of love, of the fire inside.
Time is making its move, making circles and straits,
We'll forget our friends, we'll forget our mates.
We'll just drink bitter wine made from fire and love,
These ten droplets of me and of you sure enough.
I feel your palm, it's burning in my hands,
The fire of love in your eyes fans.
In the silence your voice'll put a spell over me,
I'll become a bright flame till the morning with glee.
If you tell me to burn, I will burst into flames,
In this fire you are, in this fire I am.
I feel your palm, it's burning in my hands,
The fire of love in your eyes fans.
I feel your palm...
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