The Peony (English) Songtext
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The peony
has bent into the road
and also bent
is the pole of my cart
Wherever I go
even the trees weep
from tender branches
leaves fall
cover me over
because my darling
loves another, not me
Where are you going, dear
whither are you going?
To where the water flows down
where the wind blows on high
Keep falling leaves
has bent into the road
and also bent
is the pole of my cart
Wherever I go
even the trees weep
from tender branches
leaves fall
cover me over
because my darling
loves another, not me
Where are you going, dear
whither are you going?
To where the water flows down
where the wind blows on high
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