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Chased by a night, the sun has set in the buildings Walking on the edge of a white line, I think it's time to say good-bye And I'm worried about your way home again Though, when you have gone, I'll never see you again (If) you can get the beautiful wings You fly with a shooting star I maybe pray to (the) sky for something good I will look up the sky on Friday night The sky has an unusual color I've never seen The town was painted over with a like a blue, like a gray one A smell of early summer carries me the memory of you Then, it's began to rain (If) you can get the beautiful wings You fly with a shooting star I maybe pray to (the) sky for something good I will look up the sky on Friday night Everlasting truth, Such as the sorrow of parting of two Lots of frighten scene but nothing to do Lyrical poetry's sudden end Only Stained blank pages But you, you can feel the troop of love And you, you did tell me what I should do I don't feel sad and lonely So I don't need the eternal life with you You can feel the troop of love And you, you did tell me what I should do What I should do, I do (If) you can get the beautiful wings You fly with a shooting star I maybe pray to (the) sky for something good So I'll look up the sky on Friday night |