Shedding tears in a laughter Experiencing vertigo while breathing All alone in a hustle and bustle environment Feeling tired in a crowd
A summer that is trembling cold The scent of overcrowding loneliness
And I am reminiscing To catch the lost you in my grasp
The missing chapter is the only thing that fills the dead air Youth has been cut into shards waltzing in a long long street The panting of love roars like a thunder I walk away
Perhaps I should say goodbye Perhaps this is the most beautiful
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