swend

See who dances nichang, ensemble songs, and then to watch is the one who, who gently wipe the sweat on her. Who will see her beauty, who would know her like tears in the winter, looking down.

Suddenly, last winter, fell heavily, the decline of downtown, magnificent short dreams, ending in the winter.Memories into dust, not picked up.

Sun City, upstream along the back straight I walk the cobblestone, a gentle memories, a gentle sadness.

Senhyaku road, did not know each other through.  incense, scent of sadness.

End of winter, banished his wandering, scamper decaying flowers paved road Gold WOW, on the far end of!