When you stop loving me
I will not love the moon
Will not look at the flowers
And won’t ever revel in its
Fresh fragrance
When you stop loving me
I will make enemies to the
Stars and won’t say a wish
When they fall and I will
Be in repentance
When you stop loving me
I will not go the stream, sit
On its bank waiting for you
And smile at ducks busy in
An amorous dance
When you stop loving me
I will keep windows shut
Wind will not wake me up
To your sweet songs, at you
I won’t take a glance
When you stop loving me
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