PHUÏ TRÖÔNG VHNT ÑAËC BIEÄT - April 7, 2001 |
Ephemeral - Phoâi Pha, töôûng nieäm TCS Run away, away to the past -- and from your fears. In a way, the love that you cast away was The last defense for your tears. You're away, a song for a while -- farewell, sing I. In a way, the love that you hide away deep inside Will conquer the years. The curse that you wear, The curtain you tear, The cross that you bear! No one dares to answer your prayers (When no one believes, no one cares) Come away, my love, come away and face your fears. In a way, your battle is past -- I'll comfort and cast away all your tears. 4'2001 ianbui |
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