,
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