turns off as the day, the lament
while in my heart,
for the death of the girl of the flower compartment.
Goes off the day where I feel nothing more beautiful,
where faith in me once that there was no longer find it.
Goes on behind the mountain, where
this life for me is not important.
Goes behind the clouds this day,
I realize that this world is becoming increasingly difficult.
my heart also goes out,
after the death of the flower girl.
me off for life,
since the last trip started.
Goes off the sun, where
my tears do not need words.
you turn off the life of the flower girl Marion,
gone forever from this world,
brings with it my heart!
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