It was an autumn afternoon. In the sea, in the sea of song, the first time he threw her arms around her. She strained to hear my beating heart. In his broad arms in, she listened to his gentle voice. Her happiness, sweet looking forward, with!
Close your eyes, her ear is filled with him to sing songs of the lingering, full of his chanting the beauty of poetry, he roar out a song is full of passion.
Open your eyes, around the empty. But the sea breeze caressing her bare arms, she subconsciously hold his shoulders. She know, summer, let a person sad autumn, arrived.
His attentive face just her lingering memory. Her love, her joy, already with the breeze dies. Even if has innumerable twists and turns, even though she will to sing a thousand times over, he, is still not in. She was at a loss, be at a loss what to do. Close your eyes, full of memories of negative, a segment, a plume, entanglement of her fragile heart.