My heart, my feelings
That kept in mind of home:
The father's smile, the mother's dream
Obtain my lone sole.
In summer night when forest sleeps
I roam along the road
In search of grasping living being
But no answer know.
In solving problems I beleive
The morning sun will go.
Among the clouds let the breeze
My evening troubles blow.
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