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I sit here
In an empty house
On a rainy day
I sit here.

Time goes by
In an empty house
On a rainy day
Time goes by.

My world stops
In an empty house
On a rainy day
My world stops.

I wait here
In an empty house
On a rainy day
I wait here.

Pondering
In an empty house
On a rainy day
Pondering.

Once upon a time, in a distant far-off land, there was a merchant of moderate income and political connections. This merchant had three daughters, much like many merchants before and since. The eldest could laugh like the sun, the second could dance like the moon, and the youngest could sing like the stars ( Read more... )