Decline of pink roses
Think of our past
In tears of pain
We see now
Love the collapse of ice-cold
Between us
Seems to be cheap key holder the only tired I
You say you tired
I chose to retreat
Sad tears for you every night
But in my heart
Well, the United States you
Well, let me intoxicated
Fly
To leave your world
Catch up with the smiling faces of the past
But why do I fit
The tears did not dare to face the reality
You do not want the innocent suffer
Sad in my heart
Who can understand
Withered hands you the pink roses
To whom
Who top key holder would not regret it
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