Autumn
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There is a wind where the rose was;
Cold rain where sweet grass was;
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Where the lark was
Nought gold where your hair was;
Nought warm where your hand was;
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Where your face was
Autumn
Sad winds where your voice was;
Tears, tears where my heart was;
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me
Silence where hope was.
Where hope was
Autumn
There is a wind where the rose was;
There is a wind where the rose was;
Autumn
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编辑于2008/05/24更新