Do you remember the summer of memory
Scattered in the wind has evaporated
All the noise is hoarse
Fruitless flowers, unfinished concerns
We've learned a lot
To cover up the scars you don't touch
Because I will think of you
I'm afraid to face myself
My will is always swallowed by loneliness
Because you always remind me
The past will never pass
There is a kind of true love that is not mine
If I didn't love you
I won't lose myself
Miss the thorn nailed to my position
Because you always remind me
Even though I got the world
Some happiness is not mine
Do you remember the summer of memory
I finally had no choice
Who finally arrived
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