🌹🤍The sun will touch
the edge of the earth,
And the windows will burst
into crimson fire.
And it will come out to
torment my soul,
insomnia,
From the black cave
where she hid during the day.
The soul mourns and prays
at the abyss on the edge,
And waits for insomnia
to start its game,
Longing is chasing me,
I cry for the past,
Go away,
please,
insomnia,
I want to forget him.
And I remember bright days,
and good ones,
But suddenly the former
misfortune will obscure everything,
And I'm running all night
from the past
And I can't run away.
The soul mourns and prays
at the abyss on the edge,
And waits for insomnia
to start its game,
Longing is chasing me,
I cry for the past,
Go away,
please,
insomnia,
I want to forget him.
The dawn will come, and the soul
will calm down,
And the sky will shine azure,
But in the black cave,
the insomniac she-wolf,
He remembers me and waits
for the evening.
The soul mourns and prays
at the abyss on the edge,
And waits for insomnia
to start its game,
Longing is chasing me,
I cry for the past,
Go away,
please,
insomnia,
I want to forget him.
Longing is chasing me,
I cry for the past,
Go away,
please,
insomnia,
I want to forget him...
🤍💖💗💕💘💓💞💝
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