The vistas have slumbered, the stars have been lost,
The vistas are vanished, the stars have been lost.
Without you, the courtyard feels empty and bare,
The moon bends to weeping, its moonlight is tossed.
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me,
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me.
The vistas are vanished, the stars have been lost,
Without you, the courtyard feels empty and bare,
The moon bends to weeping, its moonlight is tossed.
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me,
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me.
The wind whispers secrets, the curtains they sway,
We feel that a presence has drifted this way.
The fireflies shimmer, their whispers unfold,
Behold, how the darkness is starting to play.
The candle is fading, its brightness is gone,
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me,
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me.
The vistas have slumbered, the stars have been lost,
Without you, the courtyard feels empty and bare,
The moon bends to weeping, its moonlight is tossed.
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me,
Oh, come back to me, oh, come back to me.
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