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==ENG TRANS==
I see you from across the street With cold eyes, you look at me And you walk to me, you walk to me You spit out that cannot be taken back With a small voice, you take all our memories And rip them apart, rip them apart
* Your eyes covered me with the ocean And you spit me back out like white cigarette smoke As if I'm nothing Just like a sandcastle crumbling with the waves Just like our memories were never there You end it like that
I turn around first and get further from you Although the tips of my hands are still toward you I'm getting further, I'm getting further As I hold in this pain that I cannot endure I to close my eyes with last image of you but...
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I see you from across the street With cold eyes, you look at me And you walk to me, you walk to me