Red Dust, a big crowd, touch your shadow.
I do not know you tired after the break, or I intend to stay, this piece of grass in mind, leave your shallow footprint.
Blooming season is very beautiful, beautiful people intoxicated.
Space was removed reincarnation, shed all busy office, lonely residue. Acacia bathed in a lonely land.
Some people say that yearning is a happy, but when thoughts into injury time, that is a kind of pain that broke our hearts.
Began to be afraid, afraid of a meteor across the night sky, the lonely,
Afraid to ears familiar melody, hold up for you.
Light breeze from the fear, touched the hearts of the most sensitive chord Flanagan.
Dead of night, in order to own a pair of knitting the other side of the wings can not fly, hovering in the sky hopeless.
Before you as if my eyes to tear, I can not blink, for fear you will drain from the eye.
Now, you have a grain of sand into my eyes, I still can not blink.
Thus, the eyes of tears fills the sorrow and grief and pain for a long time staring ... ...
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Orignal From: The dead of night
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