I have seen bliss,
Starring at the edge of a cliff.
And everybody thinks
The moon is up there, alone.
Without you,
I am not a master anymore.
We will be again
Walking side by side,
As before…
when time, seemed never to fade
Never to pass…
Beyond the reach of your voice.
I have seen bliss, my sweet.
Will you have arms anew,
Where we’ll meet again?
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