These seem to be your tears, which pour wildly down my face. They are indeed, only you can cry like that. No one else…
For a long time already my cheeks are wet and I wonder if you ever stopped crying.
I do not dare to leave…
However if I leave anyway and come across the wind, he will not spare me, he will whip me so much that my wounds will permanently stay .
That's why I have to stay forever in your arms so if I ever feel like craying because of my sadness, I'll just be weeping.
And I’ll be cry your tears…
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