I am tired of my tired singer, which I have been disrupted Crying, which I am closed to my chest Look at my tired tray, how broken my heart is For your sleep, my tiredness is tired my candle, and I love you, I love you *
The candle that was captured by the hatred for the garden of love, the silence of the flower was attached
The night when the sedition, the hail of the whispering, the tears of sadness, the grass, and the candle, and the candle. I cuddle
* * * * * * * I am the candle that I burn from your head I say the silent lips I am from the glory I am the candle that I burn from your head I am a silent lips I am from the glory I die
I have a fist of soil, pure pure, pure pure for the facts, I hal "
Candle and with aircraft, I am flameless my child I am crying and crying, waiting for my child and crying, waiting for my child and crying
