In the corner where I stand, the flowers in my hands that you gave me
I cried, I cried incessantly, I pluck you out of my garden
I looked at the rest of my hand from the inside
Parts of life were scattered everywhere
I could not find you there
I heard that song
Time ran you again
The pain inside of me, should i forget or not?
When i heard that song
you always pass through my mind that your face, should i forget or not?
In the corner where I stand, the flowers in my hands that you gave me
I cried, I cried incessantly, I pluck you out of my garden
I looked at the rest of my hand from the inside
Parts of life were scattered everywhere
I could not find you there
I heard that song
Time ran you again
The pain inside of me, should i forget or not?
When i heard that song
you always pass through my mind that your face, should i forget or not?