The dawn will ask me where is your love? ! !
I could say, it has left me,
but soon will come back.
Life goes on....
though love will be the same,
through the memories and fame.
The day will shine bright,
my destiny will again take a start;
and that, another sense
will take a place in this heart,
is your love.
Yes, it's your love.
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