Who Says?
Who says the wind is light and fleeting,the wind is cold, the stars are sparse, the moon is dim.
Where to entrust our longing affections,a solitary figure amidst the storm.
Who says the heavens hold no wish fulfilled,beautiful beings in the mortal realm yearn for each other like cranes,With a roaring heart, I challenge the demon sword to the heavens,Dare you teach the plague demon to descend to the underworld,Who says the heart is like a still pond,spring comes and goes, adding new years,Time is merciless, aging us,Past events cannot be relived in dreams,Who says human love is the most beautiful,The world is fickle, and the cold wind blows,Where does my dear shadow reside,Let's drink with you in the spring wind.
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