Until you took my hand, my way was separated from the world In my arms, my eyes fell into the world My cries were broken and the crying of poetry was silent
Until you took my hand, the moment fell out of the number Moments of dying, I remembered my life with you, I returned to you. Tomorrow)
Tell me when you are not, where I am Say my crying on my shoulder I have nothing to do with the world, I have nothing to do with myself
until you took my hand, the moment I was numbered Returns to you. Tomorrow
You got my hand, my way out of the world In my arms, my eyes fell into the world My cries were broken and the poetry cried out
Until you took my hand, the moment fell out of the moment Moments of you, I remembered my life. ((Tomorrow)
Tell me when you are not, where I am Tell me my crying on the shoulder. I have nothing to do with the world, I have nothing to do with myself
until you took my hand, the moment I was numbered Tomorrow
