I don't ask for the stars and the moon to shine together, I just want the brilliance in your hair.
As long as your fingertips gently caress my cheek, I will believe what you say forever.
The blurred fairyland, the faint warmth, the scenes turned out to be just because of the unspoken feelings.
It was you who gave me the courage to approach that mystery.
Once the war is over, are you still willing to hold on?