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You made me listen to songs with bowed necks
I don't make a sound, I keep silent for the sake of memories
If you're not there, what's the difference from death?
Don't come, turn back now, the seagulls will be sad

You made me listen to songs with bowed necks
I don't make a sound, I keep silent for the sake of memories
If you're not there, what's the difference from death?
Don't come, turn back now, the seagulls will be sad

Adapt to your book
Come back to me, I'll be your slave
Be the string of my guitar, hey
Be the remedy for my wounds, every pain passes
Be white on my blackness, what kind of sorrow is this?
If your intention is to crack-crack-crack
I'll shake my hips for the sake of it
There are also lowlifes lurking behind me
I'll go crazy in the evenings without you

They don't understand without loving like this
The blood doesn't stop flowing in the veins when they see
If fate came and wrote my destiny from the beginning
If I kissed this honey cheek a little more
They don't understand without loving like this
The blood doesn't stop flowing in the veins when they see
If fate came and wrote my destiny from the beginning
If I kissed this honey cheek a little more

You made me listen to songs with bowed necks
I don't make a sound, I keep silent for the sake of memories
If you're not there, what's the difference from death?
Don't come, turn back now, the seagulls will be sad

If I tell, these walls will cry
Love is like gambling, I have no luck
Whenever I wake up, talk, think
It's you again
If I tell, these walls will cry
Love is like gambling, I have no luck
Whenever I wake up, talk, think
It's you again

They don't understand without loving like this
The blood doesn't stop flowing in the veins when they see
If fate came and wrote my destiny from the beginning
If I kissed this honey cheek a little more
They don't understand without loving like this
The blood doesn't stop flowing in the veins when they see
If fate came and wrote my destiny from the beginning
If I kissed this honey cheek a little more

You made me listen to songs with bowed necks
I don't make a sound, I keep silent for the sake of memories
If you're not there, what's the difference from death?
Don't come, turn back now, the seagulls will be sad
You made me listen to songs with bowed necks
I don't make a sound, I keep silent for the sake of memories
If you're not there, what's the difference from death?
Don't come, turn back now, the seagulls will be sad