"Chinese garden"
In a motning cold air
you had pink leaves in your skirt
When I saw you the first time
in the chinese garned I felt joy
You seemed like a sad girl
with your strange hair
When I saw you the first time...
The whole garden was covered
wth magic of the light-dust
When I saw you the first time...
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