Spring, Where Are You?
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Where are you, dear spring?
Spring, where are you?
Let me ask today this truth.
This truth, this beauty,
This time, this companionship,
All I need for you.
Whenever I start asking,
Look, there I hear
The cry of the cuckoo.
No tree, no flower,no color
And I left with nothing.
Be serious spring, please.
I am on hunger strike,
And it is fast unto death.
I feel your absence,
No word is there with me,
How can I say about you.
Stop, the air ordered.
Bu şiiri puanla
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