The winter had passed and the spring has come...
We have withered...
and our hearts are bruised from longing.
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The winter had passed and the spring has come...
We have withered...
and our hearts are bruised from longing.
They say love is good, friendship is good,
But be warned, the back of your head might be in pain!
The more time passes, the more you get to know me,
only disappointments will remain but.
Без тебя моя жизнь как каторга.
Мир без тебя словно угасает.
Ты как заболевание,
Никак моё сердце не покинешь.