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千 羽 の と て も 小 さ な ♥
゚・:,。゚・:,。★゚・:,。゚・:,。☆゚・:,。゚・:,。★゚・:,。゚・:,。☆
The seaside bathed in the evening glow
The gradations of colour formed by the lapping waves
Throwing in a bouquet of white roses
"Good luck for me". Farewell to the past.
My hair streaming in the sea breeze
Step on the accelerator
Everything torn and gone
Taking a shower of the silver moonlight
When I regain the real me, I want to hold you in my arms
The morning sun I used to watch in the old days
If I am allowed to see it again
I will keep on running, towards the future
The reason the wind is rattling
Is that last situation with her
Looking into her watery eyes
"Good luck for you". Let us part with a smile
On the finger tips
Is the manicure that will never come off
Bearing the cross, running past it all
The golden sword engraved on my chest
I will hold it with this hand and cut my way through
**When the silver moon reflected in the water darkens
I will go and hold the rain drops with my lips. Becoming the wind
Taking a shower of the silver moonlight
When I regain the real me, I want to hold you in my arms
The morning sun I used to watch in the old days
If I am allowed to see it again
I will keep on running. Becoming the wind
゚・:,。゚・:,。★゚・:,。゚・:,。☆゚・:,。゚・:,。★゚・:,。゚・:,。☆