When sadness passes, it becomes memories like the spring sunshine flowers Though it was sad, because you were here, I lived in dazzling times. The bright days like the spring? I hope it will fill up my poor heart far ahead in the future, if someone asks about my life, I will tell them that each moment of the past was beautiful to the point of tears.
When sadness passes, it becomes memories like the spring sunshine flowers Though it was sad, because you were here, I lived in dazzling times. The bright days like the spring? I hope it will fill up my poor heart far ahead in the future, if someone asks about my life, I will tell them that each moment of the past was beautiful to the point of tears.
When sadness passes, it becomes memories like the spring sunshine flowers Though it was sad, because you were here, I lived in dazzling times. The bright days like the spring? I hope it will fill up my poor heart far ahead in the future, if someone asks about my life, I will tell them that each moment of the past was beautiful to the point of tears.
When sadness passes, it becomes memories like the spring sunshine flowers Though it was sad, because you were here, I lived in dazzling times. The bright days like the spring? I hope it will fill up my poor heart far ahead in the future, if someone asks about my life, I will tell them that each moment of the past was beautiful to the point of tears.
The memories I left far behind are talking to my heart I wanted to forget you so badly but my heart hesitates Because when sadness passes, it becomes memories like the spring sunshine flowers Though it was sad, because you were here, I lived in dazzling times Just by being together, our past shined Though it was sad, because you were here, I lived in dazzling times Just by being together, our past shined After time passes and I suddenly look back at this moment What kind of longing will we remain in our hearts? Will it come to me again? The bright days like the spring? I hope it will fill up my poor heart Far ahead in the future, if someone asks about my life I will tell them that each moment of the past was beautiful to the point of tears That it was warm because I met you That it was good because I had you About these ads