This ought not to nostalgic age, but we learn to won't be forgottenEvery day of nocturnal night miss, taking trifling small lonelinessThe heart has unwilling often be in unmanned corner loud long whistle, abreacting inner soundOccasionally we can choose to believe fateIdentify the encountering between humanness and person, resembling is to went up to the sky to make arrangement alreadyWho to hold the post of to also do not escape to cross the print of years years at present.