My misty eyes, cried all night
In the regret of past,
In the bitterness of the morrow,
That I couldn’t hide,
That I couldn’t hide.
Something had lost behind, lost all of that,
Something very precious,
Which stays always in my mind,
That I will never forget,
That I will never forget.
No way to make it right,
In lieu of drying my eyes,
In lieu of struggling alone,
That I have to fight,
That I have to fight.
Thing that made me blind,
For what, I went crazy,
Left me alone in my journey,
That I can’t forgive,
That I can’t forgive.
Now my world is so bleak,
Wind of no hope and no rise,
But a magic will happen,
That I always believe,
That I always believe.
My misty eyes, laden with tears,
Screams in the silence,
Waiting for that day special day,
That I always see,
That I always see.
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