Lyrics: Phyloky
Music: Phyloky
I’m a solider
You are a student
How do you get across into this man’s life
I’m so wonder
That simple anxious aggressive young boy eager to have some achievement
I’m a doctor
You are the patient
My boss command me to get rid of your unremitting tangle
May I chat to you to define something goes wrong
And to make a diagnose
Here we are
Sit in cafe
Leisured talk
Your amusing past
Make me find the more interesting points on you
Here we are
Cherry bar
Pageant show
Astonished sight
But your indifference reveals your unsettled ghost
What is wrong with me
Your emerging sway my concrete ground
Somebody , you have to wipe it out
Beers and drinks or with some girls
You may fine now
Why not
Try to fall in love with someone else in crazy young
Somebody may give you more than that
Lavender ,my almost love
You should see it
What a pity that we have no chance
Oh
What if you count on me
Hold you back
The thing will it go out line
Oh
Now I watch you falling to perilous abyss
Nothing I can do for you
Waiting for
Time goes by
And what’s the next
I’m your acquaintance
You are my old friend
The story may end with your promise while
I meet you in mansion
Who impressed me most
Charming as before that young man
Comes here
I feel a little joy
You rush towards me
Tumble in my arms
Appearance seems terrible
Worn-out body
White plain cheek
Repeating the only ask to see your most cherished one in despair
How can I refuse
Glad you come
Golf-chess club
Casual clothes
As of old
You concentrate on work
Too deep to notice change
I watch you falling
Cruel lowdown
Wild turmoil
How much I hope
To get you away from here
But I’m the one involved
What’s wrong with you
You’re always black and blue
Exposed in risk
Sometimes I just hope he will never show
Back off what a conspiracy
You’re bleeding now
I’m so
Sorry for not keeping you away from precipice
Somebody I will lose him for evermore
Close your eyes
Farewell my love
I’ll be your past
What a murder to kill the pain
Oh
Darling , we can’t row up against the current
and our faith has gone
Oh
My somebody’s memory will be settled in 1945
That Autumn day ,September thirteenth
Time goes by
You look so good
And I should go