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Funny primary composition ( do not see you suffer
Once again,
エアマックス2010, the moon,
nike air max,
五字经,超级搞笑,(上课别看,小心笑出声来) - Qzone日志, such as wave, gently flowing riding my
silent wings the night floated
from where my heart belongs to you ... ...
been holding my hand long ago to freeze the leaves rose
long fall, but also had to stop growing - left me endless grief.
This is how sweet the wine of love Yeah, but the bitter regret
sunset I know I will continue to face the fear of rising curtain.
in my eyes,
ナイキ エアマックス, the night before the fall of the curtain of this dark yet gentle
falling tenderly, greedily devouring everything.
May his luck, he's heart is full of remorse for the pain of lost in misery.
Silent Night I lost my own,
it told me to indulge in its sweet sound of the blue.
drunk in the lonely position of
I was not scared of death and solemn land
bitter wine I drank,
エアマックス2011, but my lips will not be alone I will not sigh
broke our hearts
Because I know everything will end tonight
the poem and I will continue
... ...
verse tonight and I will,
Jay Chou new album in 2009 ,, as always,
and that silence will only sing for me, so wonderful ... ...
; - --- translation from the small tea Wu
And again the moon is on the wave, gliding gently into me,
on silent wings the night comes from there,
as my heart longs to thee ...
.. for in my hand I still hold the rose that froze long times ago,
its leafs have withered, it ceased to grow - left in me is woe.
The wine of love, is o so sweet, but bitter is regret,
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I knew at sunset I would meet the ascending veils of dread.
Before my eyes nocturnal curtains fall,
The dark and gentle haze of the night, greedily devours all.
[The Night:]
In the silence of the night I loose myself,
it makes me drunken with its sweet blue sound.
In the drunk'ness of solitude
I fear no more the solemn realms of death
No single sigh from my lips as I drink the wine of bitterness
My heart is aching nevermore
for I know that all may end
Just I and the poetry of the night
Now forever one ....
Just I and the poetry of the night, now forever one,
The ensemble of silence plays so beautiful for me ...