dropped
Beg.
My love city shall not leave you
There I shall remain all your night
My love city shall not leave you
Because it seems that I will live without you
Keeping guard until I die
Don't be touched, don't let go of my hand
Don't be touched, don't let go of my hand
At a stand on the battle field,
riding on the blue hills
We came to this world to sing and dance
next year.
