to the farthest sea...
I search and search for my heart's companion
A young girl sings...
while he accompanies her
Your heart is my heart
Your heart is my heart
Looking north from my mountain nest
My tears fall and wet my blouse
Missing him, I will not rest
Only love that lasts through hard times is true
Only love that lasts through hard times is true
In life, who does not cherish the springtime youth
A young girl to her man is like thread to its needle
Ah, beautiful man
We're like a threaded needle, never to be separated
We're like a threaded needle never to be separated.
~Taken from Lust, Caution
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