The
first just is for the moment and the second just is for the fairness
You
and I, in between the broken wind, trying
to build togetherness
Under
the perpendicular sky, broken wind
causing difficult breathing
There
we are; you and I weaving our life with only magical feeling
The
Broken wind ... rarely sweet and often hard, on the
rocks, neat
Dragging
our feet, unperturbed there we are and still very discreet
The
broken wind without any lyrics only making evocating
sound
Carelessly
we are singing, the romantic song as if we are crowned
The
broken wind tearing us apart, but unwillingly keeping us
truss
Just
two of us, only two of us, but still not enough of us
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