Dressed in red, drunk in the world of mortals
I said you are the most beautiful scenery in the world
Yes
For whom does a pair of bright eyes turn pale?
Why are a pair of plain hands covered in blood?
If possible, I would like to protect you from the wind and frost;
If possible, I would like to bring light to you;
If possible, I would like to hold your hand and keep walking.
Written by a novice, no pretentiousness, no pretense, no passion (well, really not gay)