Embracing a lost child's love, I wander through an street painted in ink. You wait for the bus with her, At that time, the street loses its colour.
The last five couldn't keep it down, My burning chest is hot pain.
Am I a sorrowful girl? My tears turn to snow on my cheeks. Am I a selfish girl? I love you.
The two of you got on and the bus leaves, In the direction opposite your room It was the first time you voiced your love. At that time, the wind shredded my dreams.
A diary with only hesitation locked within, My blurring tears are white flame.
Am I a foolish girl? I traveled through the night performing alone. Am I always a reticent girl? I love you.
Am I a sorrowful girl? My tears turn to snow on my cheeks. Am I a selfish girl? I love you.
Embracing a lost child's love, I wander through an street painted in ink. You wait for the bus with her, At that time, the street loses its colour.
The last five couldn't keep it down, My burning chest is hot pain.
Am I a sorrowful girl? My tears turn to snow on my cheeks. Am I a selfish girl? I love you.
The two of you got on and the bus leaves, In the direction opposite your room It was the first time you voiced your love. At that time, the wind shredded my dreams.
A diary with only hesitation locked within, My blurring tears are white flame.
Am I a foolish girl? I traveled through the night performing alone. Am I always a reticent girl? I love you.
Am I a sorrowful girl? My tears turn to snow on my cheeks. Am I a selfish girl? I love you.