Betrayal is far from sincere, like a bouquet of flowers given tomorrow
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What if it's hard to talk? |
Let's write
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If you have hands like a magic look
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Buy this winter season, write forever turn
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Forget, the future you dream of will be destroyed without you
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If the last apartment is the same, why do I have to go so far?
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My foot is wrong, every step is the next letter
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Forehead spells change, because the heavens are silent and spends
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Do you wash every shore? |
The sea became the master of art
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Blind poets feel this way and love the look
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Bloody battles that will end are parts of the heart inside
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Still doesn't love the circuit? |
if they resurrect Sabiri
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Was this love alive? |
you were created to keep it alive
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Some people love for years, some people endure for years
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I wonder if the word "life" will work
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If he betrays his lover before life ?!
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The years that have passed will not be wasted
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The flowers that grow in the heart never fade
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A way to my dreams tomorrow
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These roads are not connected
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You left again, I was left alone again
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Suddenly a sound appeared in the familiar notes
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Well, yesterday was in the past, and today you are with me
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There is no value left in life, you are already in my blood
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Find the truth in the verses, if I lie
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When a broken heart speaks to the heavens in my hand
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He said loneliness is a disease, buy this angel is a medicine love
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Every time you make a promise, every oath you take is useless
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It would be a mistake to live together every moment
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Someone who knows me badly, somehow a deep breath
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If it is not enough, it is enough to resurrect me and say, "Wake up, my dear."
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This heart endures well with love and fear
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The longing to fly adorns our love wings
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And even if he whispers in my ear, the bear cuts in half
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Still, if it is forbidden for me to be in love with you
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The years that have passed will not be wasted
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The flowers that grow in the heart never fade
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A way to my dreams tomorrow
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These roads are not connected
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The years that have passed will not be wasted
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The flowers that grow in the heart never fade
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A way to my dreams tomorrow
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If the whisper is not enough to speak
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If my pen no longer heats the papers
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If I go, I know that the page will not be empty
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Hearts cannot be filled with stones without soft lines
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To be loved when it hurts you sometimes
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Lower the curtain and turn my back
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Even if I leave, maybe there will be no gap
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Go, don't worry, these roads don't connect
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The years that have passed will not be wasted
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The flowers that grow in the heart never fade
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A way to my dreams tomorrow
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These roads are not connected |