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The flower which withers is alone in a white room
It watched the ebbing you
You, that I always meet, is smiling in a lonely manner
The finger which had become sleek was entwined
"The frozen season and the night which seemed frozen
The eyes which gave me warmth."
No matter what was said, I didn't think about it
I saw you off without being able to say goodbye
I know I would like to see you, from far away, from long ago
You were very, very warm.
The two of us were together, the lilies eventually ceased to breath
Around you, always, the same flowers will bloom
When it becomes summer, the lilies will adorn you beautifully
With this same rhythm, walking with you. Always. Always.
To be born again, though not quite believing in the story
To meet again someday, because such a feeling is present; someday
I know I would like to see you, from far away, from long ago
You were very, very warm.
The two of us were together, the lilies fell asleep with you
Around you, always, the same flowers will bloom
I want to be with you, no matter where it is, there is nothing to be afraid of
With this same rhythm, I want to fall asleep with you. Always. Always.
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