Who was to blame for our mishaps?
It's me... or you... the two of us, perhaps,
Who killed that love, that happiness we'd had...
No need for you to stay. Please, go ahead
And live your life. Don't hesitate, be brave!
May Paradise of ours be my grave.
All fairytales, you know, come to an end.
So, now it's time we closed the book, my friend —
We read its final chapter long ago.
You chose the bright side then; my choice was woe.
Those memories will never fade away...
Now let me go. Farewell! And come what may.
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