Hi stemians.. How are you...
I anchored at dusk
Unclear dreams come
one-by-one sweeping ...
dusty worn out
i miss you ... hi
in my love beads
hope in the cue
to repeat
I returned to the hooves
that night ... me
I look dim
where is the little bitch
Am I that ...? Loser
loser
Now, before I dream of returning
still in homesick .. That
in this riot I say hello
there's always a longing for you ... Hey
miss it now?
