I had many reasons,
I didn't say i was so hurt,
I didn't show you my tears.
I have many reasons,
I would go if it was easy,
This is to go, this is to love.
Were these post offices burned or destroyed?
No news, no hello,
The dungeon is this world.
It doesn't make you sleepy in the evening,
Don't ask don't ask don't ask
Not a nightingale on a rose branch, but a strange sparrow,
The rose smells, the thorns sink, I am helpless.
Were these post offices burned or destroyed?
No news, no hello,
The dungeon is this world.
It doesn't make you sleepy in the evening,
Without memories, damn things,
It drives me crazy at night,
If you didn't have those eyes, if my heart was made of stone,
How easy it was to forget you.
Were these post offices burned or destroyed?
No news, no hello,
Dungeon this world,
It doesn't make you sleepy in the evening,
Don't ask don't ask.
Not a nightingale on a rose branch, but a strange sparrow,
Roses smell, thorns sink, I'm helpless,
Neither with you nor without you,
It does not work.
Were these post offices burned or destroyed?
No news, no hello,
Dungeon this world,
It won't make you sleepy in the evening.
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