Oh
 

,GHD NZ
innocent why you came into my globe



there is only a winter 's night
you I will never meet by opportunity
best not to fall in love again I will
nostalgia
let you into the abyss of perdition

my life is not worth

Do not remedy me favor a babe

Do not muse you can push a chip of silly in the end who



you understand anything almost us there namely no morrow Do not you have to

tied to my tears



afterward life whether we can meet repeatedly


I can only expect


secretly changes do not alteration my