Forget which cigarette this is
Forget the rush time
When you leave me
The whole sky has been lost
How many days did I not go to bed? The night was too long
How many years I forget glory, crazy for love
I still remember the day when you gently leaned on my shoulder
Now I'm left with this cigarette
Alone, I can't sleep. I miss your face
Both of them are in love with each other and are imagining the past
This is one hundred and seventy-two strokes to write my heart
This is one hundred and seventy-two to write about who you were
A person, my tears flow into a river, I am enchanted by love
Two people who still remember the dedication of love
This is one hundred and seventy-two to write about who you were
Who are you with now
Loneliness is left to me
Once you gave me tenderness, let me have nothing to ask for in my life
Now I beg for you to come back
I lost my soul after you left
Cigarettes stay with me until early in the morning
The cold wind pierces my heart and leaves me alone
Enjoy the wind, I enjoy the rain, enjoy the lonely myself
You will still appear in every dream every day
I'm so lost after you left
Write sadness, write sadness, write men's vulnerability
What cannot be written is happiness
Once you no longer let me believe in love
Forget to rely on you, let me cry a happy
The past has become the past, the past has become a memory
But can't forget once that a sweet
The reality is too cruel
It's hard to look back, knowing it's a mistake to love you
We should never look back
Knowing it's a mistake to love you
We should never look back
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