Lyrics: Yang
Composer: Yoshihito Kikuchi
Song: Alan.
23 winters are all white.
Chatting across the street under the long eaves.
If you want to treat the mirror as a joke, you can perfunctory it.
Love is trapped in time, incomplete, pretending to turn a blind eye.
The cherry tree stood on a rainy day, watching love gradually turn into sadness.
The petals in the palm of your hand say you can't bear to leave.
Before the sun wakes up, for whom do the tears of cherry blossoms flow?
Memories are a happy and endless journey.
After I fell asleep, the beautiful butterfly forgot to fly.
Walk bravely through the withering and become a memorial.
Go on in your world
Which street will the next hand-in-hand be?
You won't know me. Play it repeatedly. Goodbye.
Who would pull a lifeline into a photo?
How special it is to become eternal in an instant. You won't miss it too much.
The cherry tree stood on a rainy day, watching love gradually turn into sadness.
The petals in the palm of your hand say you can't bear to leave.
Before the sun wakes up, for whom do the tears of cherry blossoms flow?
Memories are a happy and endless journey.
After I fell asleep, the beautiful butterfly forgot to fly.
Walk bravely through the withering and become a memorial.
Go on in your world
Before the sun wakes up, for whom do the tears of cherry blossoms flow?
Memories are a happy and endless journey.
After I fell asleep, the beautiful butterfly forgot to fly.
Walk bravely through the withering and become a memorial in your world.
After the sun woke up, the tears that were about to evaporate made a wish.
The happiness I didn't give you will come true.
Look at you again before I go to sleep, don't forget.
Living in memory, constant attachment.
The eternal tears of cherry blossoms
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