Marry to me is the only thing you bet, I how willing to let you lose.
Will someone, even if to lose our lives will not lose me.
In the end, the heart empty, so wonderful is called once.
Love of youth, how do we protect can not come to an end.
If why affectionate, why spoony, spend affectionate, already die.
The spring rain, like fancy stitch, such as filaments, rampant inclined to knitting.
You are like the wind, I all too late after, you are unseen.
Memories are like broken glass, pieces in a bright blue.
Life is like a glass of water, lonely, lonely, did not have a cup.
The city never snow, I live in the memory is full of cold feeling.