Thorns

You! are my sunshine,
To love you is to love a place,

A thorny rose!
You smell so sweet, sweet as a cherry blooming the spring,

Your thorns hurt my heart;
Love is Sharon's rose.
A red rose that lights up my life.

You who reminds me of an impossible past 

In my life, I watch red sunsets.
While waiting for! My dream to come true.

Shifting sands,
Memories never are erased,
Lonely song, Arirang, I  love you!

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