In the May sky, the whistle is a squad.
If you lie on the sun in your eyes, you can’t wait to see what’s going on.
The arm pillow is also a slur.
Her gestures describe the seasons.
I’m just trying to get it out of my mind.
I knew it was spring at once.
Oh, my heart.
There’s a bunch of songs you can’t even sing.
I don’t know where to go for what I deserve.
You must have stood like that.
(When I see her smile, oh, distant light)
I don’t know. Love didn’t hurt.
Waiting is an innocent heart
I’m standing on the street today.
Oh, my heart.
There’s a bunch of songs you can’t even sing.
I don’t know where to go for what I deserve.
You must have stood like that.
Take the green of the fleeing light.
I’ll remember that much of my appearance
May Sky
We are young, driven by the green days.
Like those who have eternal love
You must have laughed like that.
When I see her smile, oh, distant light