If you put on a red dress
Stand in front of the window and watch the clouds come and go
If you wear glasses without eyes
Swallowing your vicissitudes in the corner
I wish you were in the house below
Sing with the playing children
Then I'd like to be on the stage opposite you
Sing your sorrow one by one
You said hey, the guy who loves me
Do you want to roam the world
I said hey, girl who doesn't like singing
I'll marry you home tomorrow
If you tell me about your past
Those sweet and tortuous things
If you sow the seed of love
Laughing and talking about the suffering
Then I would like to go to a strange city with you
Waiting for spring under the big tree
Then I would like to shed tears alone
To water every growing season
You said hey, the guy who loves me
Do you still want to sing your songs
I said hey, girl who doesn't like singing
I'm going to marry you home tomorrow
You said hey, the guy who loves me
Do you want to roam the world
I said hey, girl who doesn't like singing
I'm going to marry you home tomorrow
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