“Yes, let her sleep She can’t figure out now, not you, don’t speak to her that she doesn’t feel this heart, anymore. Wind, you too, She can’t figure out now she sleeps, sleeps and doesn’t want this heart Four winds and I’m alone, my notes without luck let her still sleep let to die as soon as possible this soul without love, not you, don’t give it Time pass and don't speak time pass and don’t tell her” Emotion Author:White wind