Can you go?


Let's say that you went again and again
Look, you're gone
If you come back after a while, then see
My book is going to be wet
Looking at my eyes
Can you hide your face then
Can you tell?

Hold on and see if
My handkerchief in my hand, and so on
Still waiting, I did not go anywhere
If I say why, why?
I do not want you, go where you were
You can not hold me involved?
Can you tell?

This is to us
I also came and you also come
It knows ten people
How much love is your mine
Leave so much love
Can you go anywhere
Can you tell me?

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