Begging, with a sentence
That you left for a while
Holding on, quickly leaving
Being tamed even with tears
Crowling, like a vagabond
Looking back under the moon
On one side, the depth of the night
I just want to go home
At the same time a voice saw you
I wish there would be no end
But stay away
When because of you the melody of my guitar
When because of you I am free