How long does
it take so that I will be alright
There’s so
many difficult paths to take
Walking
till thirsty, till tears are dried up
What will
people realize (then)
Memory is like a reporter
It will dig
up loneliness that are unknown to others
Each person’s
past
Stays in
the heart
Just like a
orphan after it passes
Chorus:
Who can
remember, the one before who made you heart broken
Looking at
the moonlight/ river which became a
desert
Many have
been deceived
But still insist
that its worth it
(that) Love
is always right
Who has
forgotten, the rules about love
Two persons
strolling may become a person crying on
the streets
The memory
of being abandon
Is floating/drifting
on the road
(
Sigh..People are the same, far from happiness
The one who
gets selected by love will be the next in line)
Hei ,history
repeats itself, and I love (another)
again
Many of the
conversations are similar
The past me
, is still around
Love will
have many episodes thereafter
Life, is in
circles
Love, like
a person in the past, is smiling bitterly as time passes
Wasting a
lifetime of longing
In the end,
only understand that what/some things should be cut off/let go (from life)
Thank you so much :)
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