Word/lang Qu/ミヤ

Parallel, parallel and parallel railway lines with small flower sleepers.

There is no starry sky in the plain grassland.

When the meteor falls, the note says "ぐパノラマのき".

?のるスパンコールのギリシビビビ

If your paws are empty, see you at the top.

Let's talk about it Let's talk about it

Forget the scenery. It should be this color.

だけどはさぇもしすぎて

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

?ぃだそのはしぃほどかく

Forget it, dream about it, and it will be beautiful in the future.

The meteor group disappeared and the stars arrived at the king with a smile.

You needn't worry, but you needn't worry.

What do you think of today?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.

I don't know what to do, but I don't know what to do.

Let's leave now. Let's leave now. Let's leave now.

このめくしててに?われ

Colorful stars and empty lines under night fog.

Rotten fruit, sleeper, life, white flowers.

Don't leave me alone

?ぃださぬよぅに.

The rain fell overhead. Pay attention to the meteor, the rain in May, and the rain at night.

Clean fingers, barefoot, thread, hand hanging.

〞ぐのはかく

Come on, come on, come on

Meteor drops first, permeates first, permeates first.

Don't leave me alone

?ぃだれれぬよぅに

Tiny flowers are arranged in parallel on the rusty track next to the sleepers.

Walk barefoot across the grass and occasionally look up at the starry sky without the moon.

This scene was poured down by meteors tens of thousands of light-years away.

The blue sky shines with Greek mythology.

The sky seeping from your fingertips saw your hand.

Pull up your dirty palms while walking.

Never forget the true colors of your favorite scenery.

Hug, the stars are so dazzling now.

Catch a lover trembling with tears

Holding hands and sadness can also become so warm.

Never forget the bright future you dream of.

The disappearing stars in the meteor group, your smile

Your sky blames me for blocking it.

Looking up at the sky, what are you thinking now?

Catch a lover trembling with tears

The clenched hand is so slender and weak.

Your tears turned into stars.

The sky is filled, and now it is a meteor.

Empty the colorful stars, and the night fog will wet the lines.

Rotten sleepers have short-lived white four-petal flowers.

Like a clenched hand that will never let go.

It seems that the fingers that are connected have never been separated.

Meteors pouring down from overhead are like plum rain or night rain.

Walking barefoot on clean land, only on this track.

It's warm to hold your hand tightly

A little dirty palm

What oozes from the fingertips is the scene of a meteor falling.

Like a clenched hand that will never let go.

Like a connected heart, it won't break.