I suddenly very much want to say you Good Night
Exactly like yesterday
Your soft hair between my fingers
Crescent moon hanging in tranquility
I suddenly very much want to say you Good Night
Like the light flute, a pure creek flowing through
I so much want to whisper you a warm Good Night
into your ears
But the vine twists
I really don't know how
Good Night, Good Night
My dear, Good night
Exactly like yesterday
Your soft hair between my fingers
Crescent moon hanging in tranquility
I suddenly very much want to say you Good Night
Like the light flute, a pure creek flowing through
I so much want to whisper you a warm Good Night
into your ears
But the vine twists
I really don't know how
Good Night, Good Night
My dear, Good night
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