My youth is involved in twists and turns by you for no reason
It's like a game that has never been played before
Your face is like the change of seasons
It's like changing
Predestined situation
Half of youth
Still can't find the other half
Love is dust
Blow into the eyes
Youth is only half
Wrinkles and regrets in hands
Years accompany my loneliness
Your face is like the change of seasons
It's like changing
Predestined situation
Half of youth
Still can't find the other half
Love is dust
Blow into the eyes
Youth is only half
Wrinkles and regrets in hands
Years accompany my loneliness
Dear life is the bubble we blow.
Slip away in the gorgeous and plain fingers
Half of youth
Still can't find the other half
Love is dust
Blow into the eyes
Youth is only half
Wrinkles and regrets in hands
Years accompany my loneliness
My story occasionally appears on your radio
Don't be surprised to meet
It must be in the same world
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