hold me tight
don't let the small shine inside turn off
help me swim away the storm
Why am I the one strucked
the bittersweet taste of the drops make me peaceful
I've done everything in the book, just as they say
still feeling myself away with every breath
the fingers don't shake anymore
I see you again, with the purple vest
is that your horse? they say I was okay, do I look good?
I understand it now
My dear friend,
what a thing is the heart of man!
To meet you, from whom I have been inseparable,
whom I love so dearly, and yet to feel sad!
I know you will forgive me.
