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Your little look
It will untie me easily
Your little look
It will untie me easily
Like interlocked fingers
If I were tightly closed
You would make me open leaf by leaf
First how summer makes it bloom
you make it bloom leaf by leaf
how the first summer makes it bloom
your first rose full of mystery
With a skillful touch...
No one likes even the rain
Such little hands
No one, not even the rain
Has such small hands
Deeper than all the roses
Your eyes have a voice
With your uncontrollable nervous fragility
Eternity and death in every breath
br/>You make it bloom leaf by leaf
As the first summer makes it bloom
You make it bloom leaf by leaf
How it blooms in the first summer
Your first rose full of mystery
With a skillful touch
No one's rain flour
No one has such small hands
No one, not even the rain
Has such small hands
Deeper than all the roses
Your eyes have a voice