� �Although the sun has set, but the darkness has not yet disappeared.� �I put it on now, in a holy garland, as a sign of my pure love.� �But there is no, I thought and I guessed, the pain always increases.� �What is forbidden is not the fate of me, but how bad is my fate.� �Suddenly, the wind blows through, in a melody, a sign of my love.� � �Although the sun has set, but the darkness has not yet disappeared.� �I put it on now, in a holy garland, as a sign of my pure love.� �But there is no, I thought and I guessed, the pain always increases.� �What is forbidden is not the fate of me, but how bad is my fate.� � �Suddenly, the wind blows through, in a melody, a sign of my love.�
