The town is envelloped in a warm light more blindongly beautiful than anything
Drawn with seven colors I remember the scene I continue drawing like I forget.
I captured it completely the light that I protect
In a room with no windows it lives imprisoned
Power believed in ?til the end The arrow from long ago is here
It is hard to embrace freedom
How many times have I reached to the sketch of the light which is collected in drawing?
The seven colored crayons are disorderly arranged I also cannot draw delicately
Society as a whole certainly has meaning
But I wonder do I have meaning in this place?
In my life until now I was unwilling to tell lies
Occasionally I wonder if it seemed a little too much.
If my birth was changed I would also be in a different body
Supposing this time that I was able to always see only you
I would not sleep and I would want to gaze at you at night
In a room with no windows there is also shining light
The world reflected in my eyes is the same as darkness
I want the power to smash this wall
The town is envelloped in a warm light more blindongly beautiful than anything
Drawn with seven colors I remember the scene I continue drawing like I forget.
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