Only after death, may the flowers begin to bloom again,
May the flowers of love bloom in January,
In a new year's dawn, where the hopes for caresses,
and kisses are renewed, to which the moments no longer
belong to the dried days and fallen memories of the lost love,
but to the new that's set to spring out of hope.
This moment I found, belongs to me and the flowers that bloom.
- while doing the layout for pinagbenga
May the flowers of love bloom in January,
In a new year's dawn, where the hopes for caresses,
and kisses are renewed, to which the moments no longer
belong to the dried days and fallen memories of the lost love,
but to the new that's set to spring out of hope.
This moment I found, belongs to me and the flowers that bloom.
- while doing the layout for pinagbenga
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