Nestled amidst the heavenly hills
Lies a lake with its water green
Misty clouds make nature look its best
With a setting sun, a sight it is to be seen.
This paradise it seems, created by a god in love
Looks lost on a boy sitting here
There is a chill in the air there is light rain
His face is so sad; oh he is in so much pain.
Clutching at a pendant, trying to rewind time
Sobbing he sits, looking back at his life
In this silence, his soul cries aloud
How can my friend become another’s wife?
The birds here seem to share his grief
There is no other sound in the air
They respect him for they all know
To love is easy, but to sacrifice is great.
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