A fall before each sunset
Pick up fallen petals feel sad
Dyeing the hair evil sun
I wait for people to love
He often watch the cold
Dimensional strips away the ball soaring style,
The misty depths of the earth, sand
David Tay white festoon our district
He stroked my hair frequently
Sighing in time to see me happy
Make that: "United, like the heart shape breaks
He was also so afraid of it! "
Childhood that I had understood what
Scattered petals of physiological
So smile replied, "Color white flowers,
As a bit of heart failure in such variable "
What a worry that a go,
Under the sun of suffering death for love
The far away too! Poor sad,
In a happy day road flares dye ...
From there, collect it, record sales ..
My heart is still value to the ever
I know my husband Trade Me
The man, the hero should have contingency
I still go next life
Straightforward sex of my husband,
That each receiver die, die each collection
Still looking for the ball hidden in a
So sad! Today the novel view
Seeing everyone for old flower
But the title of a broken heart roses
And blood red petal color mix!
I remember what people have told me
A previous autumn very far away ..
So far I understand I have
How old lost love, family and miss!
I'm afraid the afternoon sun dim light collection
Afternoon red flowers fall collection. Afternoon collection
Wind cold feet about the clouds away
He stood looking into the river boat
If you know that I'm married
Goodness! He is not sad
Thought to have broken flowers
Title heart fade, just red blood