Can you do the
I walk on the beach,
I think of the old summer.
How many happy hours have passed,
there is no more
tingly memory.
a old, old song story.
So let the wind blow, the wind,
my desire to fly again.
I play with my fingers for years,
if I
fall once,
the rest does not hurt.
Life goes on,
do not believe that it is over,
do not believe,
just do not.
Your heart loves someone else,
but you will understand.
I walk alone on the beach,
I think of the old summer.
How many happy hours have passed,
there is no more tingly memory.
I keep a memory in my heart,
I still hear the sound in my ears.
I play with my fingers for years,
if I
fall once,
the rest does not hurt.
Life goes on,
do not believe that it is over,
do not believe,
just do not.
Your heart loves someone else,
but you will understand.
I play with
my fingers for years,
if I fall once,
the rest does not hurt.
Life goes on,
do not believe that it is over,
do not believe,
just do not.
Your heart loves someone else,
but you will understand.
I play with my fingers for years,
if I
fall once,
the rest does not hurt.
Life goes on,
do not believe that it is over,
do not believe,
just do not.
Your heart loves someone else,
but you will understand.