I could not tear that picture right from the center
No matter how much sweet words you say, you could not forget
It won't matter anymore if it's late after being in one's heart
You were always like that already, you were always slow in matters of love
To whom else would I belong to? I'm all yours
I could not replace the old unclosed
notebook with a new one
You could not tear it and throw it away, my old love
To whom else would I belong to? I'm all yours
I could not replace the old unclosed
notebook with a new one
You just couldn't have had enough, my old love