Текст и слова песни Artificial October – May
Summer's about to end,
And you're about to go.
May might fade away,
But not the days I'm with you.
CHORUS:
From the evening we shared laughs again,
To the time we'll be eighteen,
'Til my last breath blows
I will love you still.
I'll miss you
I'll do.
And you're about to go.
May might fade away,
But not the days I'm with you.
CHORUS:
From the evening we shared laughs again,
To the time we'll be eighteen,
'Til my last breath blows
I will love you still.
I'll miss you
I'll do.
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