ory

all alone the oonlight

i can sile at the old days

i was beautiful then

i reber the ti i knehat happess was

let the ory live aga

every street p

sees to beat a fatalistic warng

soone utters and a street p gutters

and soon it will be orng

day light

i t wait for the sunrise

i t thk of a new life

and i n。t give

when the dawn es ,tonight will be a ory too

and a new day will beg

burnt out ends of soky days

the stale ld sll of orng

a street p dies, another night is over

another day is dawng

touch

it。s so easy to leave

all alone with y ory

of y days the sun