わがに?きりしのよりしのよ.
Far away, in youth and dreams.
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red.
You don't know what to do, what to say, what to do, what to do.
Wind, wood, poetry, and smell.
のざわめきが
ぉぉぃすもぁるだろぅ
Since youth.
They are in their youth.
Gender, environment and institutions.
My Lord, I don't think this is a good idea.
Thousands of copies in the future.
Don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye, don't say goodbye
They are free.
They are はをともされたばかりのろぅそく.
ここはのすることろ)
Doubt and jealousy
Yes, I am. I am.
すべててを _ _くやって
I don't know what to do.
Charm, poor eyesight, self-study, tense period (とき)
youth
ジルベール コクトー
You don't know what to do, what to say, what to do, what to do.
Wind, wood, poetry, and smell.
のざわめきが
ぉぉぃすもぁるだろぅ
Since youth.
Song of the wind and the tree
Gilbert Cocqueteaux
The most beautiful flower in my life.
In the distant dream of youth
The flame of red-violet
You are the wind that shakes my branches.
Have you heard the poem about the wind and the forest?
The noise of youth
Ah, someone will remember.
Those days when I was young.
They are in their prime and young flower season.
On the edge of sex
With a desire and disgust for adults.
In thousands of complicated roads leading to the future.
Just about to take a step
It is the law of freedom that ends them.
They are just lit candles.
This is where emotions dominate.
Suspicion and jealousy
Tears of satisfaction
For better or worse.
Everything is to satisfy their desire.
Hide claws
Cultivate your tense period with charming eyes.
youth ...
Gilbert Cocqueteaux
You are the wind that shakes my branches.
Have you heard the poem about the wind and the forest?
The noise of youth
Ah, someone will remember.
Those days when I was young.
Those days when I was young.