She was standing by the tree
Her big wet eyes staring at me
She tried, but could tell not a word
She looked up, praying to the lord
And I left
As I left
The road cried as I stepped on it
The clouds rumbled as I took the street
The air whistled through the bamboo woods
I walked past, as my mind broods
And I left
As I left
The moon hid behind the cloud
The lark screamed pretty aloud
The drops of tears left her eyes
As she looked up into the skies
And I left
As I left
Something broke in me, deep inside
As I leave alone my newlywed bride
I wanted to too, but I did not cry
But she did, as she bid me goodbye
And I left for the border – as my motherland calls for me…
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