Student

paint, gay, Oscar Zhong

piano music. F.I.R

leon

many

no

Close your eyes and roll a dice 　　Under the board there's a compromise 　　If after all we only live twice 　　Which life is the run road to paradise 　　Don't say a word 　　Here comes the break of the day 　　In white clouds of sand raised 　　by the wind of the end of May 　　Close your eyes and make a bet 　　Faced to the glare of the sunset 　　This is about as far as we get 　　You haven't seen me disguised yet 　　Don't say a word 　　Here comes the break of the day 　　In white clouds of sand raised 　　by the wind of the end of May 　　Close your eyes and make a wish 　　Under the stone there's a stone-fish 　　Hold your breath, then roll the dice 　　It might be the run road to paradise 　　Don't say a word 　　Here comes the break of the day 　　In white clouds of sand raised 　　by the wind of the end 　　Don't say a word 　　Here comes the break of the day 　　In white clouds of sand raised 　　by the wind of the end of May