The Witch's Test--Melancholy

How simple love Like a finished dream clear blurry How simple Like asking you if you love me for the first time you say love love How beautiful answer it passes gently Don't want to fall behind these hot passionate love and pale ice floes Too shadowy scattered scattered those that appear suddenly Sometimes it flies out of sight Ah... Scattered Those who cannot be caught is true How simple love it passes gently Don't want to fall behind These passionate feelings None Ah how transparent scattered scattered those that appear suddenly Sometimes it flies out of sight Ah... Scattered Those that suddenly light up turn to blur Faintly falling scattered scattered those that appear suddenly And sometimes the invisible falling Ah... Scattered Those who cannot be caught is true