Love not dared to dab  
It is spotting outside the window, all the time unwilling to stop, that kind of close feeling in the lifelike bottom of heart. At the beginning of winter at the end of autumn, lacked a lot of romantic and moving details. Know winter has set in that kind that sleep unconsciously, why be in at this moment, one moisture to stem from canthus overflow already just.  

Young and extremely frivolous to go far gradually, the passion has no longer sound been with the wind alreadied like the yellow sand of mid-night, macula lutea that will fade while remembering already soon. See too much separation and reunion, felt old in youth, was learning and trying to desalinize strong mood and like having in life as the mood that did not have like the onlooker, even if experience one can with gorgeous if leaf love autumn, unable to refuse all yearning drop of the wind one by one. After the great waves, the lake surface which the heart refutes like the class, listen to the going silently far of wind.  
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Do not want to go home tonight  
The moonlight is crawling at night

Stroll in the street of the neon alone

The misted light is unable to disperse in mind confusing

Do not want to go home tonight

Only afraid the small space can not already hold the spreading of my state of mind

 

Resume and smile and invite the bright moon

Accompanying your clear brightness to move ahead all the way

Understand to that loneliness in mind of the child at night
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