If I don't have my words,
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Like the wind, I will wonder
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If we can continue singing.
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Certainly nobody will be told about this.
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From the first time my fingers touched you,
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Both the sky and the earth are near me.
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I could think that I am living here,
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I don’t have a single knife.
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In the time I don't know about, someone's heart
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The overflowing red tears from my eyes.
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Even in your heart that I knew so well,
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The children of this flame of solitude will scatter.
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Just what is it that they want to burn?
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Even if I wish to keep living for now,
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For example, if the world ends,
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even if the starlight disappears,
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That sparkling in your eyes
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Will tell me of your unending journey.
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From the first time my fingers touched you,
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Both the sky and the earth are near me.
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I can think that I will keep living here,
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