When it was pouring rain,
I began to walk without an umbrella.
Tears are spilling and I cannot stop them...
Surely I am good at this.
Because you are an important person,
You can find happiness more than anyone.
My happiness is not mine.
It's not mine...
It's not mine...
I pray in the distance
Such quiet, beautiful memories...
If they are lost,
I'd be left with sorrow.
Surely this wound will fade away
when you smile someday...
When it was pouring rain,
I began to walk without an umbrella.
Tears are spilling and I cannot stop them...
Surely I am good at this.
Such quiet, beautiful memories...
If they are lost,
I'd be left with sorrow.
Surely this wound will fade away
when you smile someday...
When it was pouring rain,
I began to walk without an umbrella.
Tears are spilling and I cannot stop them...
Surely I am good at this.
Because you are an important person,
You can find happiness more than anyone.
My happiness is not mine.
It's not mine...
It's not mine...
I pray in the distance.
...I pray in the distance...
lunes, 21 de septiembre de 2009
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