In the meadows,
Under the stars
And all of a sudden
You seem very far.
I wish I was a different person,
The kind that could
Do justice to your charms.
But as the meadows glisten
So do my lonely arms
That seek an anchor
In the deep seas
And into the farms they go.
It's only lonely so far
If only I could make do
With my charms.
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