• lanzhan 5w

    LIKE AN OLD TIMES

    My beautiful moon
    don't get drunk to gloom
    Don't fret and pale and pout
    as you're still my only one
    in the expanse sky
    I'll gather sparkling snow
    and pick purple flowers
    and will give it to you
    I'll be here still after
    the melting snow
    where scents of spring
    rise up on the hills
    It will not pass away
    my word in the air
    As I'll always there when
    nightfall comes to listen
    to your lullabies..
    ©lanzhan