歌词语境宇宙
I open million doors to chase his eyes flying like a bird in the bright June sky
I might stand stones of thousand years ago I saw he sheds million tears
Ozledim seni I still can hear his whispering ozledim seni I still can hear his promise
I open million doors to chase his eyes flying like a bird in the bright June sky
I might stand stones of thousand years ago I saw he sheds million tears
Ozledim seni I still can hear his whispering ozledim seni I still can hear his promise