In the cold night of winter,
I look up-to the stars that shine,
Though far away you are from me,
They whisper me that you're fine.
Those roads that we walked together,
Those roads along the forest of pine,
Shake their leaves when I pass by,
They whisper me that you're fine.
Every time when I think of you,
My heart leaps on cloud nine,
And every time when my heart beats,
They whisper me that you're fine.
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