On the silk China you can sew your voices You can make your name tied to the flame and do not Remember the sea of the sea You can even see the blue sky I think of you I think of you I think of you Flid All Smokes Smoke My dinner I cry my tears drop on my book Rain again and last To endure the Black Day I think of you I think of you for the dream of the moon I think of you My shadow Dell Dawn Dawn Dawn Your Dawn of Trips The colorful fountain of your two eyes is abstract I think of you for the black day I think of you for the dream of the moon I think of you think of you Where did I miss you and I was lonely Lonely The Red Handtone itself is beautiful to bear you to bear your day think of you to take the moons dream think of you think of you.
