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Standing on his grave, her memory seems weak |
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The one thing she can't forget lies in her still |
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Reflections of his face is haunting her again |
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Will there be a chance for us |
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And can this clock be turned back in the end? |
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In this glorious world our happiness is born again |
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Or soul is free and the world begins to shine again |
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Take your life back again and raise your head |
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We are free to be endlessly somewhere |
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The horror that she feels, to live her life again |
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She knows that this is more than she can bear |
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She runs out of the door to find his secret place |
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The miracle of life she ask for |
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The spirit of the gods to give him life |
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"It's too late, we can't grant your wish |
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He is far into another world |
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Say your prayers, maybe one day he will return"? |
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She turns away in grief, she knows the time has come |
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It's time to carry on and to forget |
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Then suddenly appears, a voice that calls to her |
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"I will try get back to you, don't be afraid, we will meet again"! |