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The countless flowers being embraced by the light
Gaze upon tomorrow with eyes that hold no confusion

Everyone desires purity for me, but
What I can carry to the worn-out seeming sky are only
Things like taking flowers in bloom, folding them and making them mine
Nothing but such sinful things

I stopped making pinky promises with the future because
Even when I tried to run far away from the pain
The cooled wind, look, it makes my hair flutte
Where should I search for answers?

Even though I breathe in this selfish destiny
Somewhere, I get the feeling Im being helped
The past cannot be remade but perhaps someday
I can shut it away in a little box

The countless flowers being embraced by the light
Gaze up tomorrow with eyes that hold no confusion
The white bells quietly look down from above
If they are beautiful, that is all that matters

Do I continue to dream?
Will I never wake from these dreams?
How many times have I murmured that to myself?

I stopped making pinky promises with the future because
Even when I tried to run far away from the pain
The cooled wind, look, it makes my hair flutter
Where should I search for answers?