Who are you?
Why?
There are so many of you, I can't tell them apart!
You are my little star, I hold you in the palm of my hand, but I really don't understand what you do.
How many identities do you have?
Why can't I figure you out?
The beautiful moonlight shines on the earth, and I can't help but hide your beauty.
Like a little fairy, she appeared in my field of vision.
At that moment, I decided to protect you.
When we meet ten years later, it will be you or her.
Protecting you is my only wish.
You are the most beautiful when you smile.