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Lyric Translation: Ostensibly, the season is spring Love is surprised to see that... ...that in the garden, the fragrance is upset with the flower In the curtains of the breeze hides some grief All the sights and sounds are cowering The streams of time are quiet And there are some thoughts lost in the heart How do I talk about that which troubles me; I think about... (think about) ...How does one ask if she is indeed mine or not We are together, but a distance exists between us
