Memories are slipping,
and what is gripping is worries.
Worries which are worthless;
and what is gripping is worries.
Worries which are worthless;
The memories which were there,
deep in my heart; good memories.
now it pierce, as the love is gone.
deep in my heart; good memories.
now it pierce, as the love is gone.
But the beach wave has taught me,
it takes away something;
It gifts something when it returns.
it takes away something;
It gifts something when it returns.
In return it has given me Bee.
My love, from deep inside the ocean,
deeper(my love) than the ocean.
My love, from deep inside the ocean,
deeper(my love) than the ocean.
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