I want to go to Eden,
Without you, without all problem.
But , If you want to follow me,
You must decide: to be.
You can say many rude and bad.
But, when we were in bed,
Your talking was a realy sweet,
But, We forgot, and cold was sit.
And I suggest you: don't remember.
So, Autumn came and wet September.
We was, but we will not together.
You tears are never change a weather.
Wake me up when September end
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