I found myself wandering in the past
autumn and quietly listen to the call to do is look forward to patches of fallen leaves alone
dilemma
lonely heart away I'm climbing turn a blind eye to follow floated into the dark
Unfortunately, perhaps a little better off in the room
was struggling just to delay
empty cries of the hopeless sigh
München out how memories continue to struggle pulling
find the direction to Rainbow Heaven
have you said the love being touched by sorrow
until the white-haired
two people defend the freedom of flying in the direction of bright stars to the rainbow can not find paradise
love to have you to say with happiness touch sadly
Two people defend the freedom of flying until the white-haired
stars in the bright
have you by my side a good listen.
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