I tried to let Amy do an exercise, let her breathe through the way to calm down and feel the torment.

Let her promise to atone Let her shiver, let her moan

I feel her.

Here, let me feel your head.

Here, let me feel your head.

I feel sorry for her

I feel sorry for her

Make her feel at home.

Let her be free. Let her be a saint

Let me feel how strong you are.

I even feel sorry for her, passing her like this.

I feel happy in her firm.

I could feel her presence everywhere.

Naturally I feel closer to her.

But I feel sorry for her

Don't you feel sorry for her?

Let it bleed, and feel what it's like.

Make him comfortable. Don't let him feel lonely.

Don't let her die. Oh, God, please don't let her die.

Instead of disliking her, I began to feel sorry for her.

Let her avenge her son's death!

Don't plague her. Let her go.

She's I feel such pity for her.

It's useless. I feel that for her,

What made you feel differently toward her?

Yet if they do marry, you feel let down.

So I asked her, What does it feel like when you feel this way?

Let her speak.

Let her die.

Let her go.

You let her?

Let her alone!

Let her go!

Let her go.

Let her go.

Let her go!

Let her go.

Let her go.

Let her know.

Let her come!

Let her stay.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Let her rip.

Oh, let her.