Spring

Oh God, how to live the spring,
When so I want to love
And enjoy up to oblivion.
Pour into glasses our potion
Crystal rings, the soul is burning,
He goes into the past of humility.
Oh God, how to live the spring,
When you eyelids lowered,
My heart went with you,
Silence of eternity frozen,
Sly moon had risen.
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Say, can l still love?
Oh God, how to live the spring!

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