Brother sleeping in my upper shop

The brother who slept in my upper shop
You are silent
The questions you asked me about
No one asks now
Give me the smoked brother
Give me a happy past
You always guess the coins in my hand.
Shaking his head and saying that this is too mysterious
The letter you came to write is more and more polite
About love, you don’t mention
You said that you have a lot of friends now, but you are no longer worried about those things.
The brother who slept in my upper shop
Sleeping in my lonely memories
The girls you always talked about in those days.
Did you send her hair band?
You said that whenever you look back at the sunset red
Whenever you hear the night clock again
The past few bits and pieces will rise.
In the heart that you can't wait too late
The letter you wrote is getting more and more polite
Nothing about love
You said that you have a lot of friends now, but you are no longer worried about those things.
You asked me when I can go back together.
Look at our hostel our past
The words you carved on the wall are still clear.
No one can wipe it from then on
Sleeping brothers in my upper shop
sleeping in my lonely memories
What questions have you asked me?
No one asks now.
Give me the smoked brother
Give me a happy past
The questions you asked me about
No one asks now.
No one asks now.
No one asks now.
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