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Strength of a soldier

When the wind trembles the sea I’m trying to hide the name of longing not to wake you up I let it flow in the night.

When life dresses spring into fall, when doors are closed for everything that worths falling, I still don’t let it fade away in my heart one thing always wins, love above all.

Falling, I still don’t let it fade away the one thing that in the dark sees the light.

When life dresses summer into winter, when there’s no cover for a wounded heart falling, I still don’t let it fade away.
Not to wake you up I flow into the night weaved in consideration.