Slowly, slowly the rainbows are fading,
Slowly, slowly the rains are falling.
Had I found the pot of gold at the end of those rainbows,
I would have shine as bright as the sun from the dark shadow.
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Slowly, slowly the shooting stars are ending,
Slowly, slowly the stars are vanishing.
Had I closed my eyes and made a wish to those shooting stars,
I would have glistened as perfect as a full moon from the unforgettable scar.
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Slowly, slowly your smiles are losing,
Slowly, slowly your gazes are colding.

Had I taken my chance and return those sweet smiles and addicting gazes,
I would have been drowned by your unconditional love and never-ending embraces.

Slowly, slowly we fall apart,
Slowly, slowly we ended right from the start.
Slowly, slowly there was no us,
Slowly, slowly it was all but a non-sense (crush) fuss.

RUTH