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天平山上白云泉，云本无心水白闲
何必奔腾山下去，更添波浪向人间
浮生世事云千变，乾坤日月双飞箭
秋风蜀道杯炙冷，拂罢梨花戴愁眠
Flowers fade and fly, and flying fill
the sky; Their bloom departs, their perfume gone, yet who stands
pitying by? And wandering threads of gossamer on the summer-house
are seen, And falling catkins lightly dew-steeped strike the
embroidered screen.
Where do I begin
to tell the story
Of how great a love can be,
The sweet love story
That is older than the sea?
The simple truth about the love
She brings to me.
Where do I start?
With her first hello,
She gave a meaning
To this empty world of mine.
There'll never be another love
Another time.
She came into my life
And made the living fine.
She fills my heart.
She fills my heart
With very special things,
With angel songs,
With wild imaginings.
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely.
Of how great a love can be,
The sweet love story
That is older than the sea?
The simple truth about the love
She brings to me.
Where do I start?
With her first hello,
She gave a meaning
To this empty world of mine.
There'll never be another love
Another time.
She came into my life
And made the living fine.
She fills my heart.
She fills my heart
With very special things,
With angel songs,
With wild imaginings.
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely.
