Everyone is anda
And anda are everyone
Each step is yours
Any car which stops in front of the house
Is yours ...
You're not here
But I feel your perfume
You're not here
But I hear your voice
From Memories start to hurt
In my dream I see your image
You laugh
You touch me
I Not want to wake up
I want to hug anda
But here
Clock rings again
And again I membagi, split from anda
And again, my eyes filled with tears
Is this a nightmare?
Or dreams?
In the evening I'm alone again
Between four walls
That surround me
Our foto
That kills me
Can anda breathe?
I can not
I hate myself
But everyone tells me that I musn't...
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