I hold you and fall in the candlelight. I am very satisfied with your smile. This is the only way for you to give me a birthday. In fact, you ...
When the sun is brushing in a golden grain of wheat.
mother
Your birthday party will be held at the Concerto Harvest Festival.
Schedule
This loess is a cake specially prepared by God for you.
Will take you everywhere with a candle sickle
Fold, cut
I told you by candlelight.
I am very satisfied with your smile.
This is the only way to allow you to celebrate my birthday.
In fact, what I want to say is
Even a word.
A word or
Sweat as big as a bow.
If the blood sprayed falls into the sunset behind him.
Finally, you can put in any grandiose details.
The sickle declared a fracture.
I think I finally have a chance to say what you've been suppressing for a long time.
First you have to sweat.
asleep
When the sun brushes the ears of wheat golden.
mother
Your birthday party will appear in the Harvest Concerto again.
Proceed as scheduled
This loess is a cake specially made by God for you.
You stick candles everywhere with a sickle
Cut and fold
I followed you to pick up the lost candlelight.
You smile with satisfaction.
This is the only way you allow me to celebrate your birthday.
Actually, I really want to say something.
Even a word.
Not a word.
You're still hunched over and sweaty.
Jet like blood into the sunset behind him.
Finally, there is a place that can penetrate any grandiose.
When the sickle announces a rest
I think I finally have a chance to tell you that pent-up sentence.
You have sweat on your pillow.
fell asleep