No more of love,
where has it gone?
Will the words written,
be heard in a song?
All our memories,
thoughts of the past,
are good for me.
Yours didn't last.
Why must those dreams
vanish in the Sun,
when both our thoughts
merge into one?
No more of love,
where has it gone?
Will the words written,
be heard in a song?
All our memories,
thoughts of the past,
are good for me.
Yours didn't last.
Why must those dreams
vanish in the Sun,
when both our thoughts
merge into one?