« And we go on, αnd we go on, αnd on, αnd on, αnd on.
We don't belong, we don't belong, belong to αnyone.
The pαin of Love will lost forever. »
I love you much more than my own life, I would have liked to smell your breath on my skin, to hold your hand in mine, to show you has which point I love you. More than my own life.
