When the storm passes,
the trees are still holding the soils;
they are still standing firm.
When the snow covers and melts,
the pines are still grabbing the ground;
they are still standing straight.
We might quarrel;
we might in cool wars;
we might neglect each other;
we encounter all the obstacles.
The obstacles,
test my love,
testing my love I have for you.
When I awaked,
when I stood up,
I just discovered,
I still love you.
The storm,
would pass at the end;
the snow,
would melt at the end;
the obstacles,
would end at the end.
No matter what,
I will be there,
waiting for your love;
no matter what,
I will still loving you.
Before,
we hold each other;
I wish,
you’re happy,
every day;
you’re blessed,
every week.
p/s:
For me, the
phrase of “I will be there” is not a promise I have for her. But, it is a nature of mine to
her, instead.
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