Retaliation
Some sighs will accumulate in the chest
Some tears will stop near the eyes
Dew will not fall.
Do some pain like cancer
Intensive nurture will grow in the body of the heart,
The crow of disaster will tear the crooked lips with a beautiful dress.
He will play on the sidewalk inside his own house
Like a naked child -
You look at them and say 'come'
Will never come again.
Retaliation Some sighs will accumulate in the chest Some tears will stop near the eyes Dew will not fall.
Do some pain like cancer Intensive nurture will grow in the body of the heart, The crow of disaster will tear the crooked lips with a beautiful dress. He will play on the sidewalk inside his own house Like a naked child -
You look at them and say 'come' Will never come again.