How I wish there was a doorway.
In the morning, the sun shines on the grass.
We are standing.
Guard your doors and windows.
The door is low, but the sun is shining.
The grass is bearing seeds.
The wind shook the leaves.
We stood without talking.
It is very beautiful
There is a door, don't open it.
If it is ours, it will be very beautiful.
In the morning, I will wander at night.
We gave him the lyre.
We're not leaving.
We need land.
Need land that will never be destroyed
We are going to ride it.
Throughout life
This land is rugged and sometimes narrow.
However, it has a history.
There is the sky and the moon.
Dew and morning light
We love this land.
We are standing.
Digging with wooden shoes
The door is hot, too
We leaned gently, which was beautiful.
Grass behind the wall
Won't grow up again
It just touched the sun with its fingertips.