is getting hungry.I must go to the village to ask for some food.Would you help me? “Boy: ” Sure, Cony. I’ll help ya. “Girl: ” Are you always build case when you with me? “Boy: ” You are my friend, Cony. “Girl: ” Are you always gonna be there when I grow up?Are you? “Boy: ” Cross my heart. ”
Don’t you forget about meDon’t you forget about meWe were soft and youngIn a world of innocenceDon’t you forget about meDon’t you forget all our dreamsAre you gone awayOnly emptyness we makes
Girl: ” Are you always build case when you with me? “Boy: ” You are my friend, Cony. “Girl: ” Are you always gonna be there when I grow up?Are you? ”
Don’t you forget about meDon’t you forget about meWe were soft and youngIn a world of innocenceDon’t you forget about meDon’t you forget all our dreamsAre you gone awayOnly

“The mass”, a prelude to the dialogue of girls and boys are mean innocence
Far-reaching, it is eye opener. After a lengthy heard of the show was full of years Cang
Sang’s feelings, the gentle hum Poetry is like the memories of childhood that may have no intention
Commitment is forever memorable. Shaohua Sui passed away, but to really pure oath, you
Still remember?Music is sometimes really hard to describe, to listen to each song gave us a different
Feelings in front of the text in the notes is so feeble that no text can substitute for
The role of music. Every word seemed so all the formality and stiffness, where you can
And soft melodies to match, and describe a little piece of text, and how
Stand up to the music that falls like drops of water pouring down like the notes?
Don’t You Forget
Girl: ” Mom is sick. She says she can’t get up.I know my brother