sitting on the old stone
memories start gathering
those smiles of joy
those tears of suffering,
sitting on the old stone
i see people passby
you are nowhere in crowd
and i start to cry,
sitting on the old stone
i hear a bird humming
his tune tells that
you are coming,
sitting on the old stone
my heart pounds with love
alas! you are not coming
as you live in heavens above,
sitting on the old stone
our love will go on
as i am coming,darling
to the place you have gone.
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