There will be a turnaround If I don't know how to hate you How to leave you I'm afraid I can't fly From this minute Between spring breeze and autumn rain Let me give you half a year Slowly fade Pay off the bill From this minute Between spring breeze and autumn rain Let me give you half a year Slowly fade Pay off the bill Calmly reduce your enthusiasm A little sad every day This hundred and ten nights Probably enough for me Send me back to hell and back to earth