O holy sorrow of love, the pain of my love, O reason for being alive, my best excuse is the
distance between you and me, from the earth to the sky , from the blooming of the anemone to the sunset, a treasure, the distance between you and me, from the blooming of the anemone to the sunset
, a treasure of distance between you and me, to have you and not to have you , is to be with you and not to be with you, and Not being, the story of my life, every breath of your remembrance, to you, but the
distance between you and me, from the earth to the sky, from the blossoming of the anemone to the sunset, is a treasure, the distance between you and me, from the earth to the sky, from the blossoming of the anemone to the sunset, a treasure
with all the distance of yesterday, my heart is attached to your today , if it is not tomorrow, I waited again , I am still waiting, I am expecting old.Until spring comes from you, I submit to autumn The
distance between you and me from the earth to the sky from the blossoming of the anemone to the sunset of a treasure The distance between you and me from the earth to the sky from the blossoming of the anemone to the sunset of a treasure
