1. In dark of night the weeping willows
Are dreaming, bent over the stream,
Trickles of flow're running quickly,
Whispering, so easily...
Whispering, whispering all in their dream...
2. The thoughts all about the past times
They bring with a bubbling in dark.
I long for light days by heart,
By my alone and ill so heart.
3. Where are you, my dear dove?
Do you remember of me?
Are you, as me, craving, crying
In dark of night quietly?
Crying and crying in night quietly?
1. In dark of night .
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