When I was here,Let me shed my tears in front of you;You face the tears out of money, a mark,After the casting, tears became a valuable thing,Because of tears.With your look;Tears are many sad fruits, more symbols.When a drop of tear that you fall in.So you and I are nothing, on the coast of the small stop.On top of a ball,A worker with a template, able toCreate Europe, Africa, and Asia.Soon it was done, and it was nothing;So it"s with you.Every teardrop,One earth, one world, is growing up with this kind of image,In the end you and my tears together, submergedThe world, in your tears, melt away my kingdom.Oh, far better than the bright moon,Not to roll up the waves, to drown me in your circle,Not to cry me dead, in your arms, but not toTeach the wave to do what it would do too quickly.Let the wind can not seeIts precedent demonstration,Make a worse than I want to do;Since you and I sigh, is breathing with each other,Who sigh the most is the most cruel, accelerate the death of each other.
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