My September
Nastyona
My September
You don't love me
Is that so, you still haven't left me
Since the day I swallowed the black fruit you gave me
My pitiful days have turned forever gray
I don't love you
Is that so, I can never leave you
Since the day I vomited the sweet black fruit
My pitiful days have turned forever gray
I couldn't cry as much as I wanted
That's why I keep living
So that your remaining life becomes even more unhappy
Is that so, you still haven't left me
The black fruit you gave me is still in my stomach