Tired has sobered diligently according to the convention is also illuminating the convention to think that as soon as you good have feared felt relieved rested the palpitation not to be obedient in the dream stops
Listens to breathe the tide to flap beautifully likely more is letting me be disturbed I also to be able to treasure anything, if I their pulse difficult to grasp
If I turned the recollection to withdraw from this life
Leaves behind you to be stunned the sob
My ice-cold body could not hug you
Thought I let the deep love your huge crowd travels lonely
I will hate myself so cruel-heartedly
If I turn the recollection not to have finally that luckily
Not opportunity in vain hair
Limps pulls you to look that the sunset glow falls
The long time you will convalesce sadly one day
If some people may let him accompany your me not to blame you
When joyful will finish which quarter will be the last moment wants closely to hug you may know you are in my life most does not give up, if I turned the recollection most to fear that I too did not make every effort to succeed depend stubbornly in the air wrest away your each inch slit to implicate at heart still like my your pain withstanding to lose am like this unfair ask you to forget with every effort me