The rhythm gradually changes into a sweet Fruits dance
                                            In a hurry
                                            Looking back at myself
                                            I do not look back at what I have caught
                                            I want to be chased
                                            But I won't say it; But I can't say it 
                                            
                                            So, right?
                                            I'll come around, come around, come around
                                            Let's dance and come around, come around
                                            
                                            I want to do everything anew
                                            What should be done is perhaps ...a slight fever... Love
                                            You don't know? Who is going to come?
                                            Waiting like fruits to be harvested
                                            
                                            From a hard, yellow colour → it grows pink
                                            I'm trembling shaking
                                            If you reach it now... Yes! 
                                            
                                            The rhythm gradually changes into a sweet Fruits dance
                                            In a hurry
                                            Looking back at myself
                                            I do not look back at what I have caught
                                            I want to be chased
                                            But I won't say it; But I can't say it 
                                            
                                            So, right?
                                            I'll come around, come around, come around
                                            Let's dance and come around, come around
                                            
                                            I don't want to forget every new day
                                            I hope if you can keep this secret kiss
                                            Is it too early? Is it good even if only a little?
                                            Fruits are thorny so be careful
                                            
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                                            Turning blue with a sweet scent → Transformed and ready to be eaten
                                            I try to touch it gently
                                            You... Please do not get lost again! 
                                            
                                            The passionate, burning hot summer gives out a tingling sensation
                                            It does not stop
                                            Hey, I am about to burst in this season
                                            Surprisingly turning bullish
                                            I want to be hugged
                                            But you know, I will blush; But you know, it is embarrassing.
                                            
                                            I, right?
                                            It is intense and come around, come around, come around
                                            I lose and come around, come around
                                            
                                            By the time a white ship comes gliding through the beach
                                            So that the distance between us may shrink
                                            A little more... a little more... I try to close my eyelids
                                            
                                            The passionate, burning hot summer gives out a tingling sensation
                                            It does not stop
                                            Hey, I am about to burst in this season
                                            Surprisingly turning bullish
                                            I want to be hugged
                                            But you know, I will blush; But you know, it is embarrassing.
                                            
                                            I, right?
                                            It is intense and come around, come around, come around
                                            I lose and come around, come around
                                            
                                            This passionate, burning heat gives out a tingling sensation
                                            The rhythm gradually changes into a Fruits dance