History never ends
Only occationaly it bends
But always, always
It starts again
Don't cry tonight
We will see new light
That doesn't mean clear your heart
Always remember her
There is hope yet
Even with the beloved gone
Somehow, I know someone still has our backs
Even if she isn't the one
Please stop the crying
You are all family
She wouldn't like to see this
So listen to me
(Primo)
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