First
All can hear the sound of leaves crunching
All can smell yellow-orange leaves in water decaying
All can see Sun has a nice sorrow in sets.......
All says that it's fall,
All says that Aban is coming.
Second
Who cares you update?
Who knows you update?
Who sees you update?
You are for nothing.
You go for nothing.
And no-one cares anything for You,
And You are trying for that nothing,
But You gain nothing.
Third
I want it to be over sooner, but I need it.
I want him to come here, but not now.
I like it and love him,
Then forgetting all the things,
Go for the hell-u expected-
and gain Your Love.
Forth
Seems near to 29th
Seems no more time
Seems should gather all the bags
Seems totally lost ,sagged
See, I talked, heard?
NOP, Here was a consuetude
be cool and successful
and healthy
For ever
Who knows
maybe we were together even in hell
EVEN IN HELL
EVEN IN DEATH
