it was so late. in his memory, and no more than we had seen up to roof in the night, when silence was forgotten, until someone goes, it's you, it's me
not, open the windows in the end of summer boredom, it is done without a sound, it is done so in life it's not you, it's not me, it was done without a sound, it is done so of life.it's you that's you
번역되고, 잠시 기다려주십시오..