When the sun rises,
The moon loses all what it had
If you were never mine
Our fruit can never turn bad
The floods are bound to gush
When it pours down dogs and cats
And when it stops raining
The rainbow ceases, the sky so bland
Despite the laws of motions,
You caress her but she won't even poke back
The wind almost uproots the tree
But in the next sunshine, it's still glad
The seas never reach the mountains
Lack of snow doesn't make the seas mad
A hunter shoots down a female bird
Life still goes on for her chirping lad
The crops don't sprout if the sky doesn't cry
Birds and bugs eye fields that are seed clad
If you reach a cliff,
No other way than to turn back
Even when she says, you or none
Run your life as you had
When she says her love shall grow
Don't grey out your hair waiting for her to add
No one to fill your bucket
The breath, the body, the mind your comrades
See the air, taste the water
The ashes don't make you a nomad
See there's no reason to be happy
And there's no reason to be sad.
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