Her
me.
I have no taste,
I pass without you
Neither spring,
nor summer
Neither spring,
nor summer
There is no consolation
Neither song,
nor tune
Neither song,
nor tune
There
is no consolation
Neither song,
nor tune Neither song, nor tune
Neither song, nor tune
I hug you with my destiny
There is no consolation
Neither song,
nor tune
Neither song,
nor tune
There is no consolation
Neither song,
nor tune
Neither song,
nor tune