She was kissing him in the busy street
He's waiting for her to love him more
She was on the tenth day of his death
I started to open the window and tidy the room
From the day of my first kiss at the age of 18
Love appears in various illusions
From white Christmas to old photos
Waiting for the bus just for a glimpse
Love is so sweet
We haven't recovered yet. The next one is coming
The story is sweet to think of
But that day can be realized
Love for half a day, pain for half a year
You don't learn to be good
Tears so salty, happy wish
Keep flying like a butterfly of seven colors
Love is true in the beginning
Every second is a treasure
Thank God for everything
Tears from every fight
To break up the rainy night of insomnia
In front of the bar in the late night pub
Full of strange lonely faces
One chance in a thousand
I'm afraid that love will drag down the next night
The tortoise and the rabbit are all at the end
There is no real round for anyone
We've been in love for 100 years
No one really owes anyone
True love is so sweet
The previous injury has not recovered
The next one comes again
The story is sweet to think of
But that day can be realized
Love for half a day, pain for half a year
You don't learn to be good
Tears so salty, happy wish
Keep flying like a butterfly of seven colors
Say out loud that we will work hard to achieve it
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