When old, walking in the same street as the sun poured leaf, heart breathless young boy
to never meet again lover, heart suddenly sad gloomy
myth has far too many years
in the eyes suddenly filled
Rustling, the wind brought the leaves fly away ...
Sitting there remember one ...
He has learned to love since then, but dare not say
For now, individual birds heart
I was upset about the finish still sad, sad finish still sad. ..
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