I didnt know your silence I didnt understand my eyes I didnt say you You never asked.
The last night was The dagger was by a dagger friend between love and mirror an unequal war What an inequality Lastly
We didnt know and we did not ask and joined but never realized Hunting the shadows How beautiful you were We didnt see and go Thousands of shades with us
Didnt ask ..
At that time In that hopeless deadlock At the time of the garden of love was a full -fledged
at that hour for thousands of years was equal to a moment The night of loneliness was The end of the end was the end of the belief . You didnt ask ..
The last night was a friend of the dagger between love and mirrors was an unequal war
Whether an inequality war Hand or dagger The first and last story
