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Nothing can be as pure as cotton-white cyclamen
Like you were on the day we first met
When I hesitantly talked to you
You turned around looking surprised
The season passed by and dyed your cheeks

Nothing can be as brilliant as light pink cyclamen
Like you were when we fell in love
When I embraced you in the sunlight pouring down through the trees
Even loneliness was left behind
Love took its departure before I knew it

Like a child who knows no tiredness
Time has left us far behind
If I could call it back
I wonder what I regret

Nothing can be as lonely as light purple cyclamen
Like your back when you went away
When I felt lost at that crossroads as sunset covered the town
The scent of cyclamen swayed in vain
The season passed by indifferently

Like a child who knows no tiredness
Time has left us far behind
If I could call it back
I wonder what I regret