Your face turns a dreary red
As your heart bleeds through your eyes;
Someone has pricked your heart-
With the thorn of an unsavory word;
drawn out from the scabbard of a distasteful sword,
May your head rest on the hollow of my heart,
May your tears wet my soul
May I always bear the weight of your sorrow
Your face turns a blushy red
As your heart swells through your eyes;
Someone has wamed your heart-
With honey drawn from the cheerful songs
Of a million colorful dancing flowers
May your head rest on the bow of my heart,
May your tears caress my soul
May i always be the cause of your joy !!!
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