Dirty Old Men - 弱虫な炎(Album Version) | Текст песни

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• 弱虫な炎(Album Version)

Read the wind
What’s with this place
Where’s the beat of course
Get a grip
It’s natural to waver
If anyone can reach it
There won’t be any meaning
It’s just the beginning
Till the last drop

Trembling from the loss of nerves
With no answer in mind
Moving this feet to the top
A feeble flame has lit up in the heart

Cut the wind
It’s not possible like this
To give up is the same as dying
Obstructions
There’s none at the top
To feel life
Full of freedom
Go, go, move
Till the last drop

Trembling from the loss of nerves
With no answer in mind
Moving this feet to the top
A feeble flame has lit up in the heart

Seems to be broken
The heart has already
Come apart
Even when asking the wind
There’s no answer

The “me” yet to be seen

On top of this chosen path
I’ve already decided on everything
From myself
Not running away anymore

The loss of nerves have disperse
Even if this body is torn apart
I’ll reach the top faster than anyone
My heart is burning on it own
This groaning feet will surpass the top
Feeble flame

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