Wandering through white sand,
In a sad afternoon.
With gray clouds,
The wind blowing on my face.
In a sad afternoon.
With gray clouds,
The wind blowing on my face.
A fine rain washing my spirit.
Looking for that beam of light
Cutting through the gloomy sky.
Hoping to escape
Certain suicide.
And if the river seems too deep,
I will walk away tonight.
And if the Mountain seems too steep,
I will walk away tonight.
So if my presence is unbearable,
I will walk away tonight.
But if you had stayed with me forever,
We would walk away tonight.
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