I met you once in evening,
When autumn dropped its leaf.
You touched my deepest feeling,
And stole me like a thief.
You gave me one more reason
To run away from dark.
It was a lonely season,
And you were like a mark
Of new and blessed beginning,
Of rising for my soul.
And I became that willing,
Who tried then not to fall.
I trust in you, I’m faithful.
My happiness is here.
Your moves are soft and graceful,
You’re perfect just for me.
But fate is cruelty woman.
I’m lonely in a crowd,
I’m sick and tired human,
Who loving you out loud.
Who loving you out loud
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