In my memories, I think back to a hazy childhood.
Clouds drift across the blue sky.
Back then, you said
that you'd hold my hand
and walk with me to the end of time.
Ever since then, I haven't dared to look up,
as if my sky had lost all its color.
From that day on,
I forgot how to breathe.
And my tears would never
fall again.
Our love,
now that it's gone, will never return.
Even now,
I still wait in silence.
Our love,
I understand,
has become a burden to you.
But I'll never
be able to let go
of the last warmth,
the warmth you gave me.
Don't ask me again if you love me.
Now I want a sky where I can be free.
I'll leave this world of chains behind,
no longer lonely.
Can love be free? If it can, then let me fly, because freedom is the wings that keep me alive!
I'll talk to you, hehe.
Why is no one paying attention to me? Waaaaaah