Cranes fly in formation in the sky, but I wish there was moon light.
If my love was not by my side in the moon light, how can I be happy?
It reminds me of you, because you are as beautiful as the moon.
In the moon light, I'll play the ravap all night.
I peeked through your window, saw you combing your hair but you never came out. What happened, my love? My beautiful love, how can I endure this pain of love.?
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