Solo Singer
Through the street, bellows spill its music
accompanied with voice.
Brooks heart enjoying the beauty,
when the full moon comes.
Mother rain donate her love-blood,
green leaves become new life.
Clouds shed their shy,
while hug of rainbow colors.
This scenery hold together, till..
hang by a thread.. her incomplete song.
I beg your mercy heart.
my bowels are empty..
Some shut down their doors.
pooh!pooh! here is nothing, say somebody.
She wear the rag silk garment,
remind old stage actors, as her makeup.
Her scar water eyes,
tell lose her pathetic stories.
Her lips lisped where love is?
again, the bellows tuned, the song fades away!
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