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The ruined city is still beautiful
I’m waiting a long time for your return
in my hand a forget-me-not flower.

It might be just like a bird in the cage
How could I reach to your heart?
I need you to be stronger than anyone
I release my soul so you can feel my song

Raindrops are my tears,
wind is my breath and my story,
branches and leaves are my hands,
because my body is wrapped in roots.
When comes the season of a thaw,
I’m awake and sing a song.
The forget-me-not that you gave me
is here.

Do you still remember?
Do you still remember your word that you gave to me?
Do you still remember?
Do you still remember the day when you…?

When the season of the forget-me-not comes
I will sing a song.
When the season of the forget-me-not comes, I’ll call you

Do you still remember?
Do you still remember your word that you gave to me?
Do you still remember?
Do you still remember the day when you…?

It could be the whole of the problem,change your body
I need you to be stronger than anyone
I release my soul so you feel my breath
Feel my move

Raindrops are my tears,
wind is my breath and my story,
branches and leaves are my hands,
because my body is wrapped in roots.
When comes the season of a thaw,
I’m awake and sing a song.
The forget-me-not that you gave me
is here.

~ lyrics taken from Gendou.com

 

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