Hangover - Souvenirs Тексты

Remembered a past life
Memories do not wish to save
The tears and anguish
They were inside of me

I remember the birds
Making dawns
Sorrows and regrets
Much disappointment

The tears that the tears
I offered
These are tears of resources passengers
Broken and played undisciplined

I clearly remember it all
It was past! Sad, but it was
If you live in regrets
Die
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