How many wounds are stuck in the throat
How many tears are dripping on the pillow
How many pains you feel you can't understand can only be silent
How many nights are endless
How many lonely people are not telling
How many dreams have not been made and become empty
It will be new after the night is turned over. I feel that the beast in my heart
has given up before it finally arrives
If my heart is not so fragile, there will always be persistence
Life will not only be harvested, but there will always be wounds
Don't be afraid of the imperfect corners of life
The sun will be scattered in every crack
Even if everything starts all over again, how can I let your heart beat in my heart
Let's walk together every dark night
. After the tsunami recedes, it's just the ebb and flow
Don't realize that the beast in your heart has stopped before it finally arrives
The heart is not so fragile, and there will always be persistence
There will always be wounds in life
Don't be afraid of the imperfect corners of life
The sun is scattered in every crack.