She slept in the hope of getting a nice new morning without tears

 

 

Before the night is a little deeper, we all fall asleep. 

In the hope of getting a good morning. 

But my eyes open 

I think at one time, that the man's dream was played. 
  
I betrayed the faith 

Whose hands were left in the middle 

Whom I have suffered so many times 

She slept in the hope of getting a nice new morning without tears 

I do not think we might be suffering from the eyes

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