Every time I blink, that is the time my eyes can truly see,
To all of my day, I view things unconsciously;
When I sleep, I dream about you.
Every dark I see will turn bright,
Your shadows I see, turns bright,
But how could your shadow turn into a happy image.
Seeing your happy image, all clear becomes clearer,
These closed eyes can see you shine.
How can my eyes be so blessed
By remembering you when you are still alive,
Although I know that you are dead
Every night I closed my eyes, through my dreams I can see you!
All my days will be like night just to see you,
and all of my night will be days just to be with you.
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