It's begun, everyone is here.
I feel like it's a world that will never come again.
Stationery and clocks, I watch them in turn.
The notebook's ruled lines quickly turn into a five-line staff.
The sun briefly entrusts the sky to the clouds.
Shading into shadow, the violin's doodle.
After school, unrelated.
All sounds feel pleasant.
It's begun, everyone is here.
I feel like it's a world that will never come again.
I want to play more, I want to perform more.
A one-time infinite music.
I love this sound.
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The voices from the sports club mingle with the symphony.
Gaze toward the sounds, a symbol about 5 cm away.
Cells in the ear entrust time for a moment.
Gleaming, the violins' resonance.
It passes through the classroom.
Tuning of the wind.
It's okay to be wrong, I won't give up.
I think it's a world that will never come again.
Play with all my heart, and soak in genuine applause.
In this space, I almost cry.
It's begun, everyone is here.
I feel like it's a world that will never come again.
I want to play more, I want to perform more.
A single, infinite music.
Breathing as one.
I love this sound.