Wish you could be a letter full of memories for my lips Tile you could be a garden full of landscape No longer a word My work and you have passed this word Pretending to say this past us Be full of memory Wish you could be a garden full of landscape
The day when we were talking to us Our breasts were the horror of separation You were like poetry and my heart You have a reason for my liberation Be Tile you could be a garden full of landscapes
besides this complained about me I didnt let my heart
Yahahahahah ... Yahahahahah ...
Except for this complained about my result not let me be my heart
You and my heart like poetry and song You became an excuse for my release Tile you could be a letter full of memory Be
No more words My work and you have passed this Pretending to say this Oyrs of us Over us Tile you could be a letter full of memory
