From the moisture of the soil and blades of the...
There are little fairies willing to arise...

Every time I close my eyes I can see your figure...
Your caring made the ocean tide high and low...

I'm not flattered by alluring words
Or deceived by generous moves...

E-VEN YOU FORGOT THE PROMISES YOU'VE MADE
D-AYS WITH YOU SEEMS NOT TO LOSE...

* Dreams...

~°•*•°~
Glorious sunrise rolled up in the sky...

You hijack my brain in every moment of every day
paralysing it and leave me nothing to say...

* everythings change for a reason
like mountains and rivers for example...

Every time the cloud kisses the moon,
How I wish you come home soon...

Before I start, listen to me
I will avoid you temporarily...

Do not regret things
That have not yet come...

Not all the people
Who are sweet to you...