The cold and lonely lonely river of history has been quietly buried in the dust
Have you ever heard the gentle call that never ends?
You can no longer hold me and whisper my name
Could it be that choosing to forget creates distance?
Don't you and I love each other?
Don't you and I love each other?
How can a person be persistent and never let go of eternity?
Don't let the fragmented memories be sealed in the deepest part
Don't make me feel that our encounter has stood at the end of time