Here can only be a victim Summer in my mind I have to buried Here I hate any things I think I thought I had forgotten them And wind its try to list now On this midnight morning I know you will disappear When tomorrow it stunning??
And now push me away Now push me to fall Tell me what you mine Tell me who you are…
Here can only be a victim Summer in my mind I tried to buried I wish I could be clоse to you And leave behind a things I still left to do
And now push me away Now push me to fall Tell me what you mine Tell me who you are…