No more words~
No more words~
Probably, probably we
learn as we live
and then we
forget as we live.
Things with a beginning
will end someday
if you can go to the next
putting everything.
If this world, the winners and losers
if it will split into two,
I want to be the loser,
I want to be a loser always.
Probaly, probably we
are beautiful so much, we are sad
as time passes, we
get contaminated so much, we are sad.
For the things that must be protected
I sacrifice something again today.
Tthose going to the next
all of that.
If this world, the winners and losers
if it will split into two,
I want to be the loser,
I want to be a loser always.
What can I tell you?
Only being such a small self
I won't tell you more now,
because the words are so
weak against time...
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