It is as natural as breathing and does not require conversion

So our meeting

It is no accident in this season

class=tx_hit>Flying across the earth like a migratory bird

Crossing the ocean

It turns out that all the plots are just kind of

class=tx_hit >Calling

Stories that have touched me, books I have read, places I have passed

Friends I have met, tears shed far away that I miss

Listen to who is singing

class=tx_hit>It is still your

class=tx_hit>hope in your heart

Listen to who is singing

It’s me~ to whom

class=tx_hit>calling

Happy~

music

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