With faint memories of the taste of sad
How many times it is not sad drunk
This time I really scarred
How many times in the night a man dreams of
Biting wind piercing
And you do not come back this time
We had a lingering
Have been further away with the evening breeze
How pathetic I am lonely
Begged God to meet again
Three hundred sixty-five days
Not reduce your love of every day
Three hundred sixty-five days
Where is the end in tears
I only wish that you'll be
Even a moment
Crying red tears in their eyes you can see
How many times in the night a man dreams of
Biting wind piercing
And you do not come back this time
We had a lingering
Have been getting away with the evening breeze
How pathetic I am lonely
Begged God to meet again
In the absence of your three hundred sixty-five days
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