There is a lamp
There is a door
We all went into the door and flicked the dust
There are some people
I understand love and hate
But we've always been apart
When the bell of the night wakes the street lamp
There are always some people who are sad there
If time doesn't run like that
Maybe one day we're still asking
Love is so deep
Hate is so true
How many doors are there between love and hate
Life is so heavy
How can a lonely man get a kiss
After a smoke and cloud, still brothers
Love is so deep
Hate is so true
How many doors are there between love and hate
It's so cold in winter
But snow is intoxicating
The door of the wooden house
There are people who love you
When the bell of the night wakes the street lamp
There are always some people who are sad there
If time doesn't run like that
Maybe one day we're still asking
Love is so deep
Hate is so true
How many doors are there between love and hate
Life is so heavy
Who kisses so quietly
After a smoke and cloud, still brothers
Love is so deep
Hate is so true
How many doors are there between love and hate
It's so cold in winter
But snow is intoxicating
The door of the wooden house
There are people who love you
There is a lamp
There is a door
We all went through the door
Waiting for someone who loves you
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