Autumn Rain (Rap/Slow) - HotPotMusic

Autumn Rain (Rap/Slow) - HotPotMusic

These memories, which one are coming back like a boomerang, although you don't know how it works It comes back and hits.
Those images that were only with us Now that we're separated Happiness flew away through the windows. Through those windows, through which we saw The morning was sometimes sunny and sometimes foggy. Trees rustling and flowing clouds And this gloomy climate. Every moment when we woke up together, quick sex, cigarette fired after ecstasy, Will we survive the fears we had?, We argued more than once and we apologized. Sometimes in silence turned away without feeling guilty you have to change if you count, that we would fix something.
Later, on the way to each other, there were thoughts We want to be with each other, but we don't have the strength to forgive.

You're gone with the autumn rain, baby my phone have died, not even a photo will be there, as much of us as we remember, because all traces of love were blurred.

I am going, I pass forests, meadows and lakes I want to change but you won't change, Tell me, what we don't understand here treasure must be valued, and we bury so much time together, and we don't know each other we don't pass each other, we kill each other, you love me, but you say it's over, I love you, but I am looking for a simplified way.
And though I struggle with it, I see the morning of farewell, That street, those houses, everything appears, Your eyes are full of tears, Whether it had a chance, or was it doomed to failure I know, you have someone, I've seen pictures, Is it a coincidence that he resembles me? You tell people that everything has changed, but I do not believe in your love for Him.

You're gone with the autumn rain, baby my phone have died, not even a photo will be there, as much of us as we remember, because all traces of love were blurred.

You're gone with the autumn rain, baby my phone have died, not even a photo will be there, as much of us as we remember, because all traces of love were blurred.

You're gone with the autumn rain, baby my phone have died, not even a photo will be there, as much of us as we remember, because all traces of love were blurred.