there won't be such a thing that may be left behind the schedule my excuses won't be so thin my darlings won't go sever so rare bad temper and old pleasures are so much stronger serene moments begun sinse youth will be kept exact, even longer and the night time make the place be felt so empty and we just avoid lights to save our imaginaerum telephone speech is rather muffled I don't know if I go longer now it's should appear a bypass 'cuz I feel my insistance for having my residence in far lands with people who beleive in love deeper than a pit of unlucky childhood no matter