In memory in the lake of memory
There was a beautiful spring
But after a season of fallen leaves
In memory, in dreams of youth
There were stories of youth
But in the vague tears and countless impulse days
Picked up the life and own sorrow
In the hope of youth
Never forget to remind yourself
No story, no waiting
There is not much sorrow
Tell yourself again
There is no mythical love
There is no end, no beginning
Only dreams of youth
In memory, in dreams of youth
There were stories of youth
But in the vague tears and countless impulse days
Picked up the life and own sorrow
In the hope of youth
Never forget to remind yourself
No story, no waiting
There is not too much sorrow
Tell yourself again
There is no mythical love
There is no end, no beginning
Only dreams of youth
In the hope of youth
Never forget to remind yourself
There is no story
There was no waiting
There is not much sorrow
Tell yourself again
There is no mythical love
There is no end, no beginning
Only dreams of youth
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