Some stories have been told
Some stories are not heard
For whom
Promise the evening and the morning
I passed by unconsciously
People are old before they know it
All of a sudden, I met again
Young people who thought they had forgotten
Ah ~ ~ ah~~
Memories of desperate escape
The past is like a dream, like clouds
The night is quiet
New dreams are always disturbed by old ones
So hope
How nice I didn't meet you
Your bright smile
It's not going to go to jail
Give me solitude
But the story
It's always unpredictable
A glance at the clouds
Tenderness cannot be turned into a hug
I planted the red medicine for you
It's still my trouble
I passed by unconsciously
People are old before they know it
All of a sudden, I met again
Young people who thought they had forgotten
Ah ~ ~ ah~~
Memories of desperate escape
The past is like a dream, like clouds
The night is quiet
New dreams are always disturbed by old ones
So hope
How nice I didn't meet you
Your bright smile
It's not going to go to jail
Give me solitude
But the story
It's unpredictable
A glance at the clouds
Tenderness cannot be turned into a hug
I planted the red medicine for you
It's still my trouble
The night is quiet
New dreams are always disturbed by old ones
So hope
How nice I didn't meet you
Your bright smile
It's not going to go to jail
Give me solitude
But the story
It's always unpredictable
A glance at the clouds
Tenderness cannot be turned into a hug
I planted the red medicine for you
How could you know that?
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