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Above the clouds where dusk approaches
The hawk that is always flying by itself
Is certainly sad, right?
Within the wind where voices ceased
Its wings that grasp the sky
Cannot rest
What will I compare my heart to?
This heart that is like the hawk
What will I compare my heart to?
The sorrow that seems to dance in the sky
In the rock’s shade where rain drizzles
The flowers that are always blooming so small
Are certainly in pain, right?
Within the rain where their colors grew hazy
There isn’t a hand that adores
The light-pink petals
What will I compare my heart to?
This heart that is like the flowers
What will I compare my heart to?
The pain beaten upon by the rain
On the wilderness trail where not a soul exists
You who are walking along side me
Are certainly sad, right?
We are people who go together
Through the prairie where insects drone
But we ceased to talk
What will I compare my heart to?
This heart of going by myself
What will I compare my heart to?
The loneliness of being all by myself
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