Good morning, darling
Collected fragments of letters ...
And collected pieces words ..
Throughout the ages and times ...
Thread strips of white stars
Coat of snow melts on the wounds
So as to heal with words and the sense of liking ..
Until you see the characters hope
It is deep in self-written pen
Date of ink words in the heart of the myth ..
Let the legend in the heart of all who know love!!
Or known the sense of the word festival, while the pulse
Here I stand to look back at the time of
And after my departure to be tortured
And collected pieces words ..
Throughout the ages and times ...
Thread strips of white stars
Coat of snow melts on the wounds
So as to heal with words and the sense of liking ..
Until you see the characters hope
It is deep in self-written pen
Date of ink words in the heart of the myth ..
Let the legend in the heart of all who know love!!
Or known the sense of the word festival, while the pulse
Here I stand to look back at the time of
And after my departure to be tortured