Phan Dinh Tung yeu thuong mong manh phan dinh tung ft thai ngoc bich

I was dreaming, last night
Of your black hair and your blue eyes
You had saved me from the bad times
I was lonely, I was lonely
I had no friends, till I was 18
You had saved me, I was lonely
Oh I love you, yes, Im sorry
But I still love you
Do.you remeber the time, when we first met at the train station