| Whatever I write, your letters
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| Every time he says he wishes
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| He pays the price of a pride with last regret
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| No matter what I do, the scar in my heart does not heal
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| I miss us with every breath I take
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| The end of every love is in the evenings you left apocalypse
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| Who does life suit my left side after you?
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| Love cries the most in September, like saying goodbye to a soul.
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| Like crazy rains in our eyes
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| Love cries the most in September, as if it erases the last traces
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| As if asking forgiveness from God instead of all oppressors
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| Love cries the most in September, like saying goodbye to a soul.
|
| Like crazy rains in our eyes
|
| Love cries the most in September, as if it erases the last traces
|
| As if asking forgiveness from God instead of all oppressors
|
| Whatever I write, your letters
|
| Every time he says he wishes
|
| He pays the price of a pride with last regret
|
| No matter what I do, the scar in my heart does not heal
|
| I miss us with every breath I take
|
| The end of every love is in the evenings you left apocalypse
|
| Who does life suit my left side after you?
|
| Love cries the most in September, like saying goodbye to a soul.
|
| Like crazy rains in our eyes
|
| Love cries the most in September, as if it erases the last traces
|
| As if asking forgiveness from God instead of all oppressors
|
| Love cries the most in September, like saying goodbye to a soul.
|
| Like crazy rains in our eyes
|
| It cries the most in September, as if love erases the last traces.
|
| As if asking forgiveness from God instead of all oppressors
|
| Love cries the most in September, as if it erases the last traces
|
| As if asking forgiveness from God instead of all oppressors |