I looked up at the 45-degree angle in the sky. I looked up at the distance between happiness and me. I looked up at the departure of dreams, but I didn't find the figure under the 45-degree angle. I'm sorry.
I looked up at the 45-degree angle in the sky, I looked up at the connection I had with me, I looked up at the bursting of the bubble, I looked up at the adversity of the passing years, but I didn't hear the sigh at the 45-degree angle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm looking up at the 45 degrees in the sky, I'm looking up at the agreement between eternity and me, I'm looking up at the lost corner, I'm looking up at the diluted ridicule, but I haven't smelled the fragrance at the 45 degree angle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
Look up at the sky at 45 degrees, not to see happiness, but to prevent tears from falling.
You said that I am an angel with broken wings. You will stand by my side, stand on tiptoes for me, and hold me tightly. From now on, we will no longer be hesitant, the distance will no longer be far away, and we will look up to each other with our hearts.