;
Summer, screams in the
Last sevişmelerinin,
the middle of a fallen leaf Autumn color
hand in hand with a double pike
gait behind My heart
summer figanlarının
September galloping mania vintage
sharp sword coming
streets of cities say
dry ayazları
ulumakta
sancısından
Come fall
büyüyemiyorum
shirt at the door yet thin nardan
;
nor flood nor snow off the raid Write
going.
falling branches have kept my green apple
Büyüyemiyorum
Fall
the Shadow of the branches of this tree is burned to break the
Yapraksızım
Come on the tree, and I
a branch inside a leaf child
Summer, screams in the
Last sevişmelerinin,
the middle of a fallen leaf Autumn color
hand in hand with a double pike
gait behind My heart
summer figanlarının
September galloping mania vintage
sharp sword coming
streets of cities say
dry ayazları
ulumakta
sancısından
Come fall
büyüyemiyorum
shirt at the door yet thin nardan
;
nor flood nor snow off the raid Write
going.
falling branches have kept my green apple
Büyüyemiyorum
Fall
the Shadow of the branches of this tree is burned to break the
Yapraksızım
Come on the tree, and I
a branch inside a leaf child