The touching hold of fingers
Heard asking the color of the sky Sound of deep white Floating in the water swaying And shining thinly faint
One of them lost Who are looking for Someone is still crying Someone is whispering
If the old Ark shimmering bright A lullaby song for a bird exist
Knowing this seems so nostalgic Thos sounds create by one person Did certainly heard echoing in the world Flowers are curtting throught the dry land
They spread as far as As long as they growing strength Pass away in the sea breeze faint is turns away Ignorance is still far away from this world
Who are looking for The one how are lost Someone ist whispering Someone is still crying
Fleeting mention of the dying ark Singing a lullaby song immediately
Somebody was required to shaking one face from rough waves Certainly they reached the cold ears So the song of the earth will be like a flower
Spread as far as blue As long as they growing strength Going to die in the juggernaut Knowing the wolrld is still far away
Heard asking the color of the sky Sound of deep white Floating in the water swaying And shining thinly faint
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