How can we forget
He swore to the mountain
Gravel of love
It becomes a gem
On God's Day
You will be independent from the rest of the world
The sound of the piano is quiet
I have to love you
I took a detour through the city
You're not there
Are you going to be here
Remembering the past
But fate will die
Beauty is gone
Vaguely parting
as if a generation had passed
God sits and fingers
Another sad night
The Yellow seasons
When the migratory birds return
I took a detour through the city
You're not there
Are you going to be here
Remembering the past
I took a detour through the city
You're not there
Are you going to be here
Remembering the past
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