Monday, September 12, 2005

Whirlpool

Without a word, I stand at the end of the tunnel,
The leaving train sounded its horn and past by.
No signs or shadows, my whole heart is hung upside down,
This time there shouldn't be a wind blowing.

Imminent, imminent, my heart has gone beyond,
Fiery stars, burning into a whirlpool of love, surround me, can't hide away.

Unexpectedly, this loneliness is like a whirlpool,
Surrounding me, can't hide away, can't be broken.

Without a word, you left in silence, your face is expressionless.
Once uncautious, I'll fall into your whirlpool, love you till breathless.
Silence, silence, is the reason for not thinking about you.

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