If the sun sets today,
I'll never see the month of May
All those themes of colors,
will turn gray in the hours
If the star didn't shine tonight,
I'll never see the blinding light
With all the wonderful things,
the world collapsed as I sink
If this heart fails this noon,
I will be leaving very soon
I'll bring all the memories,
and all of the agonies
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