Who is the sky of his eyes, the mirror
of the one who was facing me like the mirror, the
pain and the curse of pain and curse on the wind journey, the
fate of this separation was his hand
...
Dont cry because
fate separated me from you, in
the end, our hearts
became acquainted with sorrow, they also
acquainted with grief,
their face is the mirror, who is the one
who faced me, the
pain and curse on the journey,
this sin was from
his hand, this sin was from him,
O broken heart, may
your days be happy,
O flowery tree, my
new spring, purple,
O your heart, the smiling sun
, my dark chest, the
tombstone of desire.
The tombstone was a wish,
what you did with my heart
was the story of the stone and the cebu,
I was a withered flower,
if you had a hundred colors and smells,
O your heart, the smiling sun,
my dark chest, my tombstone, my wish, the
tombstone was a wish,
O broken heart,
may your days be happy,
O flowery tree, my
new spring, purple,
O your heart, the smiling sun
, my dark chest, the
tombstone was a wish, the tombstone was a wish, the
tombstone was a wish, the tombstone was a wish, it was
a dreamThe tombstone was a wish,
the tombstone was a wish.
