It was a very deep night
I'm awake alone
Loneliness questions me,
What did you gain or lose in life?
I find it in the dark of night
A lot of lost memories
Where there is no buyer, only the seller,
I want to borrow some and buy memories.
This is how we will meet again
In the river of my desire
Maybe the water will dry up,
There are tears left.
THANKS
