He and she went from meeting to acquaintance... From acquaintance to knowing each other... From knowing each other to falling in love...
Along the way... They have never been separated...
Where is that cloud in the sky going to wander?
If you have an answer, remember to tell me.
Whose love is placed in the holiday market
Bargaining and auctioning its weight
Purple crow in white suit
Stand there and keep clapping
It's going to rain. Where will your self-esteem flee?
Male or female, whatever you want to think
A black dress worn only once for him
Deeply locked in the wall of memory
The last words you have written should also be sung vigorously
Worship our madness for love
A black dress worn only once for him
Still swinging in the wind
There are some things that don't need to be said about black nails and short hair.
This is how I am for love
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