silent cry

There was one place, at the far end of the city, called "quiet crying" why exactly quiet crying? It's interesting, isn't it? This place or forest near the lake was called so because everyone who went there always heard quiet crying, but it was not known where it was coming from. Once in this forest near the lake there was a fog that you could just see who was making this crying, on the shore of the lake sat a girl, in a soft white dress to her heels, she sat so that her face was hidden in her palms on her knees, with beautiful snow-white hair, like an angel sitting and crying but without wings. At that moment, a very young guy of about 20-19 years old was walking through this forest, apparently lost, he could not hear the crying because he did not give it any meaning, the guy still walked quietly, but at one point he still gave meaning to this crying and came to its sound, and when he came, he saw you.
The silent cry is you.

There was one place, at the far end of the city, called "quiet crying" why exactly quiet crying? It's interesting, isn't it? This place or forest near the lake was called so because everyone who went there always heard quiet crying, but it was not known where it was coming from. Once in this forest near the lake there was a fog that you could just see who was making this crying, on the shore of the lake sat a girl, in a soft white dress to her heels, she sat so that her face was hidden in her palms on her knees, with beautiful snow-white hair, like an angel sitting and crying but without wings. At that moment, a very young guy of about 20-19 years old was walking through this forest, apparently lost, he could not hear the crying because he did not give it any meaning, the guy still walked quietly, but at one point he still gave meaning to this crying and came to its sound, and when he came, he saw you.
The silent cry is you.