At the end of time
Love blossomed over destiny
Change the taste to perish
Feel flying flying
Like sick
I missed the gate at the gate
Waving up to white hands
Clinging sadly to lovers
Love I give
This longing is really barbaric
Piercing the heartbeat
Bind a name I can not kudusta
I gripped my loyalty on the edge of the breath
Pleading though reluctantly
Sometimes this is the longing
Torturing though sometimes fun
Beating even though it is loving
Suspended because of close range
The longing I got was really handcuffed
Want to take off like a butterfly
Free flapping wings
Paint colors in the green jade.